I Made the First Move!

I made the first move to repair the rift between Betty,my sister, and me. I went to Charleston for the dedication of the statue for Warren. I had raised the money so I wanted to be present to thank the people who came. One of the two daughters, Leigh, was so happy I was there; one was her usual self. But Betty and I hugged each other and it was good to see her again. It was a good call on my part.

All in all, it was the right thing to do. I had earned my right to be there and everyone seemed happy to see me. Sometimes there is no need to delve into the past; just let it go and walk on from where you are. If I forgive in my heart, is there a need to examine it again and again. I don't think so.

I did what Mama and Daddy would have wanted me to do. Daddy would have said to let it go. I have and must continue to insist that I do. Forgiveness comes in many shapes and sizes. One of those shapes was showing up with no trace of anything but doing the right family thing. I think you get points for doing that! I hope so!