After getting out of prison, I had nowhere to go, so an elderly woman hired me. She asked, “Why were you in prison?” And then…

If Monica eventually leaves prison and approaches me seeking forgiveness, I know I’ll need to hear what she wants to say.

Listening, however, doesn’t obligate me to open my home to her again.

Forgiveness is a decision I can make for my own peace.

Restoring trust is an entirely different choice.

After everything I’ve endured, I’ve learned that sharing blood with someone never gives them the right to demand both.

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