Forgiveness isn’t always about them—it’s about us. For years, I carried the weight of anger, guilt, and expectation. But the truth is, I don’t owe him grace. I owe it to myself. This is my story of finding peace, not in forgiving the person who hurt me, but in finally forgiving myself.
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The Tangled Knot
Well, isn’t that just lovely? I managed to hit some mystery key sequence that deleted the work I’d already started on this post. Given my current streak of writer’s block, maybe that’s a blessing in disguise. Or maybe it’s just another opportunity to stare at the blinking cursor and mutter expletives at my laptop. …
The Weight of Regret (and a Little Therapy)
I guess the morning’s first lesson is this: therapy isn’t the worst thing you can do. I know that sounds like a commercial for BetterHelp, but hear me out—therapy can help you untangle why you feel the way you do about something. More importantly, it can help uncover what’s really underneath that feeling. Let’s …
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Cinco De Momo
So some other random thoughts for a weekday. This is being written on Pioneer Day here in Utah or as we call it Cinco de Momo. It's apparently the day that the settlers arrived and looked down into the Salt Lake Valley for the first time. The fireworks are raining down because why not shoot …