“Not to be forgotten, but still unforgiven.”
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes the words you wish you could say are the very words you cannot say – sometimes the truth can’t save you, can’t ease your pain, can’t grant you freedom or success or even hope.
There is only that singular small glimmer of hope for a better future, for something greater. The world is full of injustice, unfairness, betrayal, anger, and I firmly believe that karma, in the end, will be the great equalizer. Everyone will get what is coming to them, whether it comes now or later. It will not come from me, but it will come, when it must, when it can, when the time is right.
It’s like Mike would say, stolen from Wedding Crashers, “Rule Number 72: no excuses, play like a champion.”
And so I will.
Professionalism in the face of obstacles that I never could have foreseen, grace in the face of turmoil, strength in the face of the unknown, courage in the face of opposition.
“Never let your fear decide your fate.”
There is only the solid belief in myself, in my potential, in my future. There is so much that’s left to do, too much to be undone. The things that were set in motion months ago have come to fruition (hah, that’s a horrible word) and it is time to let it go, to release it, and move on. Move forward.
“Whatever it is kid, don’t let it beat you.”
(And yes, I’m terribly embarrassed that I opened this post with a Linkin Park quote. Forgive me.)