There’s a woman in my past who hurt me deeply. Let’s call her Alfreda.
I thought we were friends. I wanted to be her friend. But she betrayed me and discarded the friendship I offered and sadly, we are no longer in relationship.
She never apologized to me but, being a good little Christian, I uttered the words: “I forgive you, Alfreda,” years ago.
And being a good little Christian, I wanted to mean them. And I guess I did, but the truth is, in most cases, if we are really honest with ourselves, forgiveness is a process of time and commitment to the idea, not a single moment or a fuzzy feeling that fades when we remember the wrong done to us.