Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Timing

 Todo tiene su tiempo. Hay un tiempo para nacer, para vivir, para comer, para dormir, para amar, para odiar, para llorar, para reír, para bailar, para cantar, para caminar y para morir. En estos días pensaba en el perdón. Lo difícil que es perdonar y lo que significa en realidad perdonar cuando alguien se arrepiente por el daño que te ha hecho. Muchas personas me han herido, pero las heridas que más duelen son las que infligieron personas que creía mi familia. Pero las heridas sanan y de una manera u otra el ser humano está equipado para sobrevivir para resurgir y renacer. Es esa resistencia es la que hace curar las heridas del pasado para reír así nuestro corazón este lleno de dolor. Porque aún así cuando las personas que nos hicieron daño se retractan o disculpan de lo que hicieron ya eso no hace ninguna diferencia. Ya eso no significa nada, a veces ya es muy tarde y esas palabras o gestos ya no significan nada. No es rencor, no es odio simplemente el sentimiento de amor dio pie al dolor y tal vez hasta el odio se torno en indiferencia.

Everything has a timing. There is a time to be born, to live, to eat, to sleep, to love, to hate, to cry, to laugh, to dance, to sing, to walk and to die. These last couple of days I have been thinking about forgiveness; how hard it is and what it means to forgive when someone regrets for the sorrow they might have caused. Many people have hurt me, but the wounds that have hurt the most were the ones that were inflicted by the people I believed were my family. However, wounds heal and one way or another human beings are equipped to survive to come a float. It is that resiliency that allows the scars of the past to heal so we can laugh even when our heart is flooded with pain. Therefore, when the people who hurt us retract from their deeds that no longer make any difference. Simply that no longer means anything. Sometimes it is just to late and the words or gestures that they do simply don’t mean anything. It is not resentment, or hatred, the love that you might once have felt gave rise to grief and even hatred which with time became indifference.

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