Can we talk about forgiveness for a second? I don’t mean the kind of forgiveness we seek when someone has done us wrong or when we have a fight with a loved one. I mean the kind that we give to ourselves. I made some resolutions this year concerning my health and even joined a weight loss group on Facebook to keep me going (and then made my own). Unfortunately, it led me to beating myself up over how slow my progress is going and my lack of strength and endurance while working out.
It was a cool afternoon in Alabama. The leaves had fallen, school was out for the week, and I was an awkward teenager visiting my (ex) boyfriend’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. I had carefully picked out my outfit and did my hair. I even applied a little make up besides just doing eyeliner which was my signature makeup look during high school. I really wanted to make a good impression on his family after all.
The introductions went without incident. In fact, most of the afternoon went fine! I felt a little less awkward by the time dinner was ready. I grabbed my plate and headed towards the Thanksgiving spread. After getting a little bit of everything, I sat with my (ex) boyfriend and started digging in.
Slowly everyone emerged from the kitchen to take a seat with their full plates. I was still chowing down and pretending to watch whatever football game was playing on TV. Then I heard his mother clear her throat pointedly. I looked over, and everyone was staring at me. Even my (ex) boyfriend.