As I had mentioned in my post yesterday, during the journey we reach a point of facing a fear. Mine was personally apologizing to someone, and the fear was rejection. Few people, including yours truly, can graciously accept an apology and say “accepted and forgiven”. We feel the need to delve into more, perhaps rub salt in the wound or flat out just reject the person. And my fear was the rejection and a healthy dose of salt, so when I opened the mailbox today that is exactly what I initially felt I had received.
The letter writer has reason to still have ill feelings, as I did indeed say some very mean and hurtful things. I admit I was going for the heart in the things I so often said and posted, and it would seem I was an over achiever when I posted them. And I was wrong…
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