I make choices… to love past peoples issues… I make mistakes and I hurt others sometimes… I acknowledge and apologize for those times… I tend to forgive easily and give people the benefit of the doubt…

 … but what if my apology doesn’t fix it? What if the hurt continues to fester, like a sliver under the skin… and I can not heal it? What if I have no words left… nothing I can do… and to sit in silence is not satisfactory to the one I have wounded.? When does the ball shift to their court?

How do I still love when I am bombarded? Can the flimsy boundaries I have around me keep out the harsh arrows? Should they?

 Does there come I time when I drag my own wounded body off the field and seek refuge to heal?

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