Forgiveness is way underrated.
I grew up with the old adage “Fool me once, shame on you; Fool me twice, shame on me.”
But being forgiving doesn’t have to mean being a doormat.
The older I get, the more I understand that forgiveness (at least for me) means putting myself in the other person’s shoes, and then walking that mile.
Once I’ve done that, I begin to understand what motivated that person to act in that way. I feel the blisters, the shin splints, the aching knees that person experienced.
If I can reach that level of understanding, I can get hold of forgiveness. That’s where I need to be, the place where I can make room for someone else’s experience.
And the truly miraculous part of this?
I become more kind, more tolerant, more calm in the face of difficulty.
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