it occurs to me how little we consider the aftereffects of our unthought actions on people. It also occurs to me how many times I have been guilty of this- tossed a word out like glass, careless of its destination. I’ve always believed even our smallest action can send waves to change the course of our lives and of those around us, but I am ashamed to admit how little I think of this when there are things I feel I need to say or do.
And so it came to pass that a small issue which was meant to be a non-issue became a big issue, and that I still feel its grasp even after I have forgiven. I wonder what it will take for me to properly get over it, and how much damage will be generated until I do.