Forgiveness is a word that learned through your experiences of not forgiving someone. I guess you have to be childish about it first, before you can be an adult about it. Whether you’re religious or not, forgiveness is a long, healing process to get over.
When I wrote the story “Forgetting About What Happened”, I wrote from experience about learning how to forgive. The story was somewhat an actual event, except that I wasn’t at all forgiving – Why?
I was interested in this woman long time ago, and the woman knew, except she was interested in a man who was much better-looking and more established than me. The guy ended up sleeping with her and then never stayed in contact with her afterwards. Yes, her heart was broken and she cried to me in hopes to hear her. I didn’t want to hear her story, didn’t care because I wasn’t her first choice and I wasn’t willing to play her nice guy; so I was cold and shut her out of my life; I’ve lost contact with her since.
I could’ve showed compassion then, but when you’re young you have a different mind-set. Especially if you’re a teenager and just someone in their early 20’s; you do the harshest things possible; everyone does.
They say if you really gotten over it, you wouldn’t be so mean, cruel, harsh, or bitter about it. You’ll know that when the ball is suddenly in your court, and you have the power to hurt or heal. As you get older, you learn how to forgive yourself and forgive others. I’m not religious, and there’s no need to get religious here. Forgiveness is a learning process; it’s also a tough pill to swallow, because your pride matters first and you never want to sacrifice your dignity – no one should. But there is a time to get over it and a time to remind them what they’ve done to you.
In this story, I write the exact opposite of what forgiveness would bring. How it affects another person. Especially, when the person begged for your forgiveness. No one wants to be hurt by anyone else, but the test here is… if the person broke your heart and begs for you back in your life would you forgive them, even if you weren’t their first choice?
On November 30th, 2012. I will be releasing the story as a free read on Smashwords and it will be available on Kindle for only three days, since I intend to keep it as a free read.
Please enjoy the story, “Forgetting About What Happened,” and enjoy this lovely excerpt.
"I know. And I was so wrong doing that to you," she confessed sorrowfully. "I don’t want to be alone for the holidays. All I want is you… just you." Her eyes pleaded with him to hear her.
"You never went on the date with Mr. Parker?"
"No," she shook her head. "It never happened."
I can’t believe it. Parker rejected her? What could he have possibly told her? Parker could’ve swept her off her feet so easily, but the man was a gentleman? He’d rejected her. What had he said to her?
His face scrunched under the tangle of pain and fury. "Are you saying Parker rejected you, and now you’re coming to me?"
Monica sniffed and nodded. "I’m so sorry. I miss you. Two weeks. Too long. And now I’m going to lose you."
Jeremy struggled to keep his voice steady, "Why didn’t you call me then?"
"I was confused. I was in denial. But I realized that I missed talking to you. I had no one to share my problems with. You were always there to help me solve everything. And you were always so comforting. I didn’t understand why you stopped talking to me; I thought you were just being childish. But I get it now. Your friend Ray told me flat out that you had feelings for me… and now you’re leaving."
His friend Ray was a blabber-mouth. "Oh Ray," he shook his head.
"I know you still have those feelings for me… don’t you?"