It's been a long time. Over a year actually. It's been over a year. That is a long time to hold a grudge. I realize that there are people who hold grudges longer than that. I mean, how long did the "We were on a break" thing last? A long time.
But today, as luck would have it, as I was starting my new journal, I was giving the opportunity to walk through the doors of forgiveness. It's been over a year of awkward and bitterness, but tonight, it's over.
The door of bitterness has been shut and the window of cordial kindness has been opened slightly. No, we aren't best friends. But at least there isn't bitterness there anymore.
Forgiveness is under-rated anyways. I mean, if we forgave more as a culture, then I think the world would be a much better place. Well, that and if we sang in the car more often the world would be a better place.
Yeah, it takes a giant gulp of air to get the words out. But once they are out there, the old saying goes. A weight lifts off of your shoulders. Like a balloon at a football game.
Speaking of. Why would you have a balloon at a football game anyway? Then you let it go and it flies away. Well, it has to deflate or pop at some point right and then what happens? That little rubber balloonling comes falling down from the sky and could land on a small child. Wait...that's funny.
But I never understood why people like to let balloons go and let them fly away. BUT - its completely understandable if you imagine that the balloon is your bitterness. Let it go, let it fly away, and let it call on the head of a small child somewhere where you can't be blamed.