Mysterious Ways...

...not in which she moves, but in which the Lord works (in case you were wondering).

It's a long story. Let me attempt to explain it by saying this: many little revelations from the past few weeks (some of which are chronicled here in the blog) led to one giant revelation today -- triggered by an unfortunate blast from my past -- that can be summed up with one of my favorite Phoebe quotes: Oh, hello, kettle? This is Monica. You're black! Does anyone ever really want to be the pot in any situation? Being the pot means you've been in denial about your actions. Realizing you're in denial means that you can no longer stay there because if you do, you're even more ridiculously pathetic than you probably were before... And this time, by choice.

Personal revelations can lead to an uncomfortable feeling: shame and the resulting desire to say "I'm sorry." Ick. Which is not to say that an apology is needed in order for another person to forgive and move on; in fact, I think forgiveness is best served sans apology. It's more liberating that way. At least one person gets to walk away with her head held high. When apology and forgiveness occur simultaneously; however, both parties are free to move on without reason or desire for bitterness and anger. That's a blessed thing because while forgiveness can be given without apology, the forgiver can still remain prisoner to the memory and the guilty one is usually left haunted by the unspoken "I'm sorry," even if she doesn't realize it. Oh, the tangled webs we weave...

Once again, I find myself realizing many things far too late (sometimes, years too late). Better late than never is one cliche I would prefer to live without; however, given that I no longer have a choice and now is later, I'll make lemonade with the lemons life has hurled my way.

Blessing # 29: Facebook Friend Requests
I am so blessed... or I just have a twisted way of looking at the world. In any case, an interesting (which, by the way, is far too weak a word to describe the situation, but it's all I could come up with right now) Facebook friend request awaited me this morning. Unfortunately, I opened said email at work. Oops. I almost cursed in front of 27 children at 8 a.m. this morning. After sifting through the many issues brought to light by the "simple" request, I can now truly say it was a blessing, if for any other reason than the silver lining I was able to find. I do believe that silver lining will bring some great things my way, if I'm willing to see it through.

Don't forget to count your blessings.
Much love. ♥