I never knew how strong I was...

I never knew how strong I was, until I had to forgive someone who wasn't sorry, and accept an apology I never received.

Of course, this has happened to all of us. We have been slighted, maligned, wronged, and the person doing the wronging was so wrapped in their own self-absorption, they didn't realize that their words stung, harmed, and we have had to live with their actions.

I have said a MILLION things to my darling Daughter over the course of her life, but one is a life lesson for all of us. Please consider the source. Consider the source of those words. Is the source so important to you that you would forgive everything, because you love that much? Good, then do, and move on. Or is the source someone that you can brush off like snow and move on, confident that you can hurdle any obstacle, even those made of words, and you are better than that person, because you would never behave like that. Those are the people that should be discarded like snow. Brush them off.

We all must understand that words can hurt as much as knives. Our words must be used gently, must be used with intent and meaning, and to be petty, vindictive and cruel is just not a good way to live. We need to be better than that.

I felt wronged by Spark yesterday. I thought about that, and realized what Spark has given to me, what this community means to me, and I have forgiven the transgressors. I do think they are wrong, but that is of no consequence anymore. I did ask for an explanation, and have not received one, but that again, is of no consequence to me. It was sheer curiosity on my part, if this community is one of inclusiveness or one of "my way or the highway".

If you have been reading my blogs for a while, I don't shy away from things. I write about things that happen in the world, I write about things that matter to me. This upcoming election in this country matters to me. It concerns me a great deal, and that is why I took the time to write my poem.

But, you really matter to me. The Spark community has brought me here, to this place, better than I have ever been. Anger is part of my past. A part that I am trying to keep from rearing it's head, and I am better for it. Bettering myself by losing weight, exercising, and continuing with all of this has made me happier, better and more likely to look at things with a smile instead of a frown. It's a really nice way to live, and I like living this way a lot. I LIKE eating clean, I like exercise, I like feeling good about my achievements.

You can't break me by taking down a blog. I wrote it, I own it, and I stand by it. If anyone missed reading my AWFUL poem, and wants to, let me know below and I will sparkmail it to you. We don't want anyone to take offense!! If you are the one that did this, I forgive you. I don't really want you reading my blogs anymore, but I forgive you.

Spark on.