…Like a Handprint on My Heart
February 26, 2010
The worst thing for me to do is to ever regret any friendship. Every one of them have enriched me in one way or another. I had a long talk about this recently with my sponsor and she helped me realize that from the heartbreak of a childhood friendship gone terribly wrong and painful to those lost as an adult. From friends who have just moved on from my life to those who have been and (hopefully) always will be a part of me.
You all matter.
And just to clear the air, I ask forgiveness for the thing I’ve done you blame me for. (But then I guess we know, there’s blame to share.) And none of it seems to matter anymore…
