It's Time.

It's time for me to let go.

For the last few weeks, I have found myself wrestling with the concept of forgiveness. I've debated, justified, researched, prayed for, and fought against the idea of forgiving him. I've done the same with the idea of forgiving her.

I've been deep in my Bible, deep in my head, deep in my memories of broadcasts of Oprah, deep in thought over messages heard long ago, deep in reminders of my own scarred past (and present) and beautiful yet undeserved brush with forgiveness, deep in the ifs and thens and buts and other minute, complicated details that make withholding forgiveness seem like not only the right thing to do, but also the thing that will, indeed, help them see the error of their ways.

What a load of crap.

Forgiveness has nothing to do with them and everything to do with me.

And it's time.

Time to forgive, time to move on, time to let go.

Hold me accountable.