“Forgiveness is the fragrance of the violet
which still clings fast to the heel that crushed it.”
~ George Roemisch
To be that violet was once my prayer. I learned a lot about forgiveness. Forgiving others, though, that part was always easier than forgiving myself. Learning to love myself, learning to forgive myself — that was the hard part, that was the lesson that took years and years of undoing all my preconceptions about perfection.