"Things you don't remember are the things I'll never forget."
Zandi Holuf
Footprints in the sand are easily washed away by the tide, but imprints on the heart tend to remain for an eternity. Forgiveness seems to be mustered in time, but forgetting isn't quite the same. Whether intentional or accidental, wounds scar us and remind us repeatedly of details never to be erased.
Defacement, whether physical or emotional, lingers in our psyche. We wonder what we could have possibly done to trigger this and how we could have done things differently. The truth of course is we never had control and certainly did not say or do anything to provoke such lacerations.
The worst part of course is allowing the old lesions to taint new surfaces. We are skeptical and disallow new possibilities based on our past. Those who are in our present deserve the chance to be open and honest without our interrogations. Perhaps we cannot forget, but we can let go and open to new possibilities.
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