History: Revisited

Some history is fun to hear about and relive, like that funny time my brother’s shoe flew off into the pond at my great uncles funeral and a couple of guys in suits had to canoe out to get it (true story by the way). Other history isn’t always as pleasant, but it is often just as memorable. Think about it, in history class we only learn about the bad stuff; wars, depressions, and genocides.

It’s just like living life. We hope that everything is a pleasant and happy experience, but it often isn’t. Even when life isn’t the greatest, or even flat-out, down-right bad, our attitude can make it better. I’m all about attitude, but that’s not what this post is about. It’s about reliving history for the better.

Today, I finally got the chance to talk about some of my “history” with one of my really good friends. Of course we all have a “history,” but this “history” needs to be said in that special kind of way that lets everyone instantly know that we had a history.

Long story short, we got into a vicious deadly circle: I can’t trust you because you don’t trust me, well I can’t trust you because you don’t trust me…back and forth, until it ended with both of us unable to even be social toward the other. Why? Who knows. But I do know that we both look back on it in the same way, “I could have handled that soo much better. I wish it didn’t have to happen, but I learned a lot from it.”

Now how awesome of a friend is that?! She is amazing. (Notice the lack of names in all of my blogs, that’s for a reason, I don’t want creepers to know all about my life :) ) It is so refreshing to know that people like her actually exist in the world. People that are able to look back and say, “Wow, I really could have done better. My actions were horrible. I’ve got no excuses, it happened, and that’s the way it was. But I’m not that way anymore.” We should all strive to solve our problems in this manner.

But I think the most awesome part of this story is that even though this happened a couple years ago, we gradually started talking to each other again. We finally came close enough to the definition of “friend” that we both felt comfortable enough to refer to the other as friend. This whole time we sort of brushed this whole incident under the carpet and pretended like it never happened. It was hard to do, but it was worth it. Today’s conversation made everything finally seem okay. There was closure. Amazing, God given closure.

I challenge you to seek that closure in your life in whatever situation keeps coming to mind as you read this. Pray about it. God answers prayers, just not always in our timing. It took many years for these prayers to be answered, but they are answered. :)