Not Every Ending Comes with Closure

Come, come sit with me… grab your drink and pull up a chair. Listen… I’m one of those people who likes to have everything all wrapped up neatly. But uummm… we all know in life… that doesn’t always happen. And sometimes… we don’t get the closure we crave. I had a friend. I truly thought we were good friends. We hung out, did things together, and had been friends for years. We met at work… and even after I left that job, we still kept our friendship going. Until… we didn’t. Honestly? I don’t even know why they stopped talking to me. I called. I left messages. I texted. And nothing. My goodness… it was hard to let it go. Because I like closing the circle. I like understanding. I like knowing why something ended. But this circle… It never closed. And that was the hardest part. And honestly… it still bugs me. And maybe that’s the part we don’t talk about enough. Not every relationship ends with a conversation. Not every ending comes with an ex...

Forgiveness

Forgiveness

Sit with me for a minute — I’ve got something on my heart.
There was a time someone gave me a book to read. It sat on my kitchen table for almost a year. Every time I walked past it, I’d think, not today. I knew deep down that when I finally opened it, it would change me — and it did.

Looking back now, I think that year wasn’t procrastination — it was preparation. I wasn’t ready to face what that book would ask of me. See, forgiveness sounds simple when it’s a word on a page, but when you’ve been hurt, really hurt, it’s a mountain you don’t even want to climb. So I kept walking past that book — just like I used to hold on to grudges and memories I wasn’t ready to forgive. I thought holding on would keep me safe, but all it really did was keep me chained to the pain.

The book was The Shack. And when I finally read it, it broke me down in all the best ways. It taught me that forgiveness isn’t about pretending it didn’t hurt. It’s about choosing peace over pain — over and over again.

When you forgive, it no longer holds you hostage to the pain — it gives you freedom.
You don’t forget what happened, but you stop letting it chain itself to your heart. Forgiveness isn’t about pretending it didn’t hurt; it’s about saying, I deserve peace more than I deserve revenge. It’s not for them — it’s for me. It’s the quiet release that says, I’m done carrying this weight.

After I finally read the book — and later watched the movie — I was never the same. Something in me shifted. It wasn’t dramatic, no thunder or lightning, just a quiet breaking open that made room for peace. Forgiving wasn’t easy. Some days, it still isn’t. But I can tell you this — I love the peace in my heart far more than I ever loved the pain. The pain felt familiar, but peace feels like home.

Forgiveness doesn’t mean the story didn’t happen — it just means I’m no longer trapped in that chapter. I’ve learned that letting go isn’t weakness; it’s strength covered in grace. And if you’re standing where I once stood, staring at the book you’re afraid to open, trust me — when you finally do, you’ll find that the story was never about the pain. It was always about the healing.

Whisper: Letting go doesn’t erase the story — it just makes room for healing to begin.

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