“When deep injury is done to us, we never recover until we forgive… Forgiveness does not change the past. But it does enlarge the future.”
– Mary Karen Read
To fill you in Ms. Read was a student at Virginia tech in 2007. She wrote these final words in her journal without knowing her life would soon meet its end that very day to be gunned down on the same campus she attended regular classes.
Where could I possibly lead starting a blog like this? I am not entirely sure so we will see how this goes. Some might question if Mary’s final words would have been different knowing her soon to be fate. I think it more than a pretty idea but it goes much deeper. I don’t think that she would have wanted to change a word. Mary understood what is so hard for so many of us to grasp.
Some hold there hurts and use them to launch themselves forward and drive them to go on while other let there past and pain drag them down into a place of lonely dis-par. She understood that neither of these are any way to live.
Forgiveness its undeserved and often its fall totally opposite of how you feel. It’s not required and no one can force you. Even saying the word can take every part of your deepest fiber to squeeze out.
The future is clearly uncertain. It’s mind-boggling to me that as humans we can put so much care in to a political standpoint or specific view but, when it comes to our own well-being many of us are stiff-necked.
“Cigarette smoking is the leading cause of preventable death in the United States,2accounting for approximately 443,000 deaths, or 1 of every 5 deaths, in the United States each year.”- cdc.gov 2011 stat
“25.8 million people, or 8.3% of the U.S. population, have diabetes.” -cdc.gov 2011 stat
how can you begin to care about others when you don’t even care about yourself? The physical proof is right in front of you but, it comes down to a choice. Life wont change until you change your life and moving on will never completely happen until you can forgive. If this was the last thing I ever wrote, I would want it to go something like this…
“The tighter I squeeze the whiter my knuckles become letting go is the hardest choice but, when you finally get enough courage to freedom,change, love, and new growth will blossom in the deepest of pits for the first step of healing is believing you can”
Several things are going on in the life of this crazy kid and, I regret to inform you that this will be the last post for at least a week maybe two with that said Ich liebe dich gute nacht.