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Read/Post Comments (5) "In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." Kahlil Gibran |
2006-07-08 7:24 AM ass over teakettle! Well, it wasn't exactly ass over teakettle..there was no tea involved. But...I managed to take a flying leap down the back steps today...nothing broken but a few sore muscles.
I don't know what I was thinking..I'm usually very careful but for some reason, today I thought I was 35 again. I had both my hands full of stuff so of course I couldn't grab the rail, and down I went. Talk about klutz! The cat was miffed cause I disturbed his nap and I'm not sure but I think the dogs were looking out the window laughing. I got a call from one of the kids today and we were talking about forgiveness...what it is..why we need it, who we give it to...blah, blah, blah. I've had a lot of experience in this area over the years and there's a couple of things I know for sure. Without it, I find myself in pain. Whether I'm giving it, or asking for it, if its not there, part of me is missing. The older I get, the easier it is to ask for forgiveness. I must confess, I still struggle with giving it..I can, and I do, often, but not without that inner battle. Often, I don't even know that I have offended someone and feel no need to ask for forgiveness. That's the sad part. I like to feel that I would never hurt anyone, but of course I do...usually its with my big mouth that I seem to have trouble keeping closed. My mother and I had a very tenuous relationship, at best. She was not an easy woman to know. I will always be grateful that I spent the last 8 years of her life, getting to know her as a human being, not just a parent. Thankfully, we reached a point where we were able to forgive one another for all that had passed between us and she died knowing I loved her. I think that was more important to me than it was to her but I have peace of mind now when I remember her. Her forgiveness was a big part of that peace. So...as it says in the prayer...forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors... peace. Read/Post Comments (5) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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