In February of 2017 I decided to share some of my story that really (the use of ‘really’ is a massive understatement) hurt some family.
I apologized immediately – eager to move forward and seek healing together.
Unfortunately not all apologies are immediately accepted.
Or sometimes the apology is accepted but the work that goes into the healing is stunted.
It felt as though we were all traveling through life on a train and this new information caused one car (the one that held these family members) to derail, while the rest of the train continued moving on down the track.
For the following year there wasn’t much communication past the first apologies I made. We had moved to a new state so face-to-face conversations were no longer possible. I mourned the loss of relationships as I continued to pour my heart out through text and email only to be met with what felt like rejection after rejection.
A year passed.
We moved back.
Reconciliation is still a desire, I’m just not sure how or when to continue approaching each person.
I read ‘I Thought We’d Never Speak Again : the road from estrangement to reconciliation’ by Laura Davis.
The rest of this post will be everything that stood out to me from that book. Continue reading