grudges are heavy things. and they do not age well. they fill the chest with a souring and they close the windows of the heart.........when we are young we carry a fire we think proves we are alive. we are here., we think we have something to prove to the world. every slight feels like a mountain the whole world sees, every wound feels like a loss........... that grudge you carry feels like it can protect you from being hurt again, it cant. it can only harden you from the beauty that is near you now, waiting to be invited in........as the years pass you will notice that those offenses you once were willing to fight over are now nothing but grains of sand you laugh off and cast away. the insults that once burned are now just words that mean nothing. once we realize this and look back and see how trivial some things are. what we once felt so strongly about is now just "life", we can begin to forgive. and that forgiveness and letting go isnt so much forgiveness of others but of ourselves. a permission of sorts to lay it down and watch it fade away. a knowing that that person and that time dousnt define who we are. it defines who they are and they are now in the past. its time to move forward.