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From The Grave II

February 7th, 2003 Michael

Today’s entry from the past was written in July 2000. It is about relationships and betrayal:

I held her head in my hands this morning and whispered, “I forgive you.”
She had made me so angry last night that I couldn’t bear to look at her. The evening was spent in steely silence, as I replayed her betrayal over and over in my mind. She had taken away the one thing I wanted most with no regard to my feelings, and I wanted her to suffer for it.
I went to bed upset, always the wrong thing to do, cringing from her attempts at physical contact. When I awoke this morning to see her warm brown eyes sadly seeking forgiveness, however, I finally realized what an obstinate jerk I was being. She’s family, and she will always be more important than any other thing the world may provide.
I know she’s just a dog, but it was a damn good turkey sandwich.

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  1. Dan
    February 9th, 2003 at 19:27 | #1

    In some future version of this, you must repost your open letter to your former upstairs neighbor.

  2. get to work
    February 10th, 2003 at 11:30 | #2

    hey, how’s about you stop resting on your laurels and actually write something new?

  3. mg
    February 10th, 2003 at 11:35 | #3

    Yes, Mom.

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