Tomorrow I go to Zambia and I'm just plucking up the courage to ring my parents; you know, just in case. The problem is that I'm never sure what reception my calling will get, so I have to collect and calm myself.
I hate the fact that our family is in this position; that we are all suffering emotional pain because of situations and actions of the past. It's such a waste. No one wins, no one escapes the pain. My sole hope is that we grow from this pain.
I pray that we grow
- in our valuing of love
- in our forgiveness
- in our friendships
- in our ability to forget
- in creating a future free of more pain
In this way these words speak to me;
Forget what hurt you
But never forget what it taught you