Sometimes I go for weeks without an inkling of a clue. I need some signpost to point me in a direction. I need some semblance of a sign that there is a reason to go on in the world full of people that make me crazy.

If a community can create a fund for the children of the man who killed their own children, THAT is forgiveness. That is what those of us who believe in a higher power strive for. But when presented with seem like petty little family differences, we turn our backs and say NO, I won't ever talk to that person again, what does that say about us?

I feel ashamed that they can do this and at times, I cannot. I feel smaller somehow, yet emboldened by their example.

People have hurt me in my life, and I'm sure I have hurt some as well. I'm not asking for anyone to forgive me, but I struggle with forgiving them. I'm grateful to have seen this example in action. It reminds me that I have work to do, but that it CAN indeed be done.