An act of forgiveness
Forgiveness. Such an easy word to say, but a hard act to perform. I take that back. There are levels of forgiveness that are easy to perform, but there are some that are too difficult. I was contemplating my life the other night/morning and remembered an event that occurred in my life when I was 3 or 4, a life altering, devastating event that has affected my life to this moment. This event shattered the bond of a mother and daughter, causing us to never connect the way we should. I was molested when I was 3 or 4 and my mother walked in on the act. The man in question sat me on a table in the boys quarters and began to fondle me. My mom walked in on him when he was doing this. She obviously dealt with him, but the part that surprised me the most was that she beat me and said I went looking for it. She blamed me. I've never been close to my mother since that day and she's never been close to me either. Or maybe she's ...