I am writing a book. It’s why I hardly ever blog or spend time on social media anymore. I write and edit and work on research and fact check and investigate every chance I get. I write this book every day. And it’s healing and it’s going to help a lot of people. The journey of discovery is bringing up a lot of pain. I see it as necessary. There’s no way around the pain in order to write through the events of the last 7 years. Looking through medical records, police files, interviews, and all sorts of files and reports I am stunned by one thing I have found to be lacking within myself. I see it every time I look into the face of my husband. Forgiveness.
Here is what forgiveness is NOT:
Admitting I was wrong.
Forgetting or ignoring ongoing harmful behaviors.
Letting people continue to hurt…
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