First, a clarification since I was asked... the mistake I made (in the last post) wasn't that I chose to end a relationship, it was that I believed for so long. There are so many things I could write about it all, but that wouldn't change any of the hurt or the challenges. Instead, I'd like to take a page from the book of a man I only knew briefly. He was more forgiving than anyone I've ever met. And not the kind of forgiving where the issue is brought up over and over, but the kind where it was truly laid to rest and life moved forward. I would like to be that way.