Sometimes, sometimes I think forgiveness — or release from being consumed by something that went wrong — is nothing but zooming out. Finally letting in more details. More of the map. More history. More feelings. More missed connections. A bigger swatch of the story, so that the scales don’t feel tilted in one way or another quite so much anymore. So that “Why???” is finally answered. And it isn’t that one or the other of us is just bad.
Maybe forgiveness isn’t even the right word for what happens then. Maybe it’s understanding.