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Forgiveness 101

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I am working on forgiving my ex-husband because I read somewhere that my life won’t be prosperous until I let go of my resentments. I carry them forth like some necessary burden, like a song I hate but can’t get out of my mind.

It’s kind of like the ice cream truck that trolls through my neighborhood every afternoon. As the tinny sound of a carnival song being played on an out-of-tune-toy- piano approaches, all I can think about is how much I hate that friggin’ truck. And just as soon as I have convinced myself that today would be the perfect day to actualize my fantasy of running after it with a baseball bat and knocking the speakers into next year, I think of the poor, crazy bastard driving the damn thing and for a moment, I am able to difuse my steadily building rage. Who is he and how can he stand to listen to that deranged music all day? I ask myself. Is this the only job the poor slob can get, for God’s sake? Is he deaf or mentally deranged or freshly released from prison? More than likely, I’ll never know the answers to these questions but for a moment they block the glare of the unwanted resentment the ice cream truck incites in me, which is a relief.

My point here is that once I take my focus off the thing that enrages me, like my ex-husband or that endless spate of tuneless, bothersome, calliope music, and focus on something else, like forgiveness or the poor bastard that drives the ice cream truck, I lighten my load considerably and maybe leave room for something good to take it’s place.

Forgiveness doesn’t come easy though. It’s a lot of work; almost a second job. And you have to begin trying your hand at it even if you don’t particularly feel the love at the beginning. My impetus to start the process was the sheer fact that I got tired of hating him and equally tired of listening to myself talk about how much. All the hating in the world won’t bring back the years I wasted or the love I never got, only wrinkles and frown lines. And there’s nothing redeeming about that.

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