In the end, it may not matter what was done to us or how much someone hurt us. The thing that counts, the thing that will be left, the thing that will ultimately endure, is how did we respond? Did we forgive, did we grow in spite of it, or did we let it shape us with bitterness the rest of our lives. In essence, did we allow this pain to paint the rest of days for us? Better to let go, for we were meant to be sketched by another artist- One not of this world.
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