Healing.

Well she read the blog. She actually read it. A part of me thought the text would get ignored. I thought she had already gotten completely over me…that she never hurt when she heard someone say my name…the way I did when I heard hers.

But she DID read it. And…she sent me a text! I’m seriously laying here crying because I’m so happy. She still cares about me. She thought about me. She’s familiar but different in some ways (her favorite color is now blue in all different shades). The best part is that the conversation is calm…i feel at ease.

I have a problem with always wanting to be right. The right side of any argument. But I’ve learned that no one is ever completely right. I was right on some things…but on others, I was so so wrong. And ending a 16 year friendship only so I could feel ‘right’ was wrong.

I went to church the other Sunday with my grandparents. Before the service I prayed that God would help me find my special meaning in the message that day. It was about recognizing your ‘dark side’. We are not perfect, each of us has several things that make us sinners. That’s how I figured this all out. I needed to forgive…I needed to be forgiven. I needed to stop holding things against me. I needed to stop judging people who sin differently then me. What better place to make a change than my best friend?

I love you, and I’ll never stop feeling sorry for what I did.