There are moments when words spoken long ago hang in the air around me again.
And, when long ago actions push their way unbidden into the present moment.
And, I am sad again.
And, ashamed again.
And, embarrassed again.
And, sorry again.
I heard an academic once say moments like this are remembered and relived in the present as a built in, psychic reminder of what not to say or do. Maybe. On a less academic level, I think these moments have something to do with forgiveness. My learning what forgiveness is and how to extend it and how it feels. And, about the grace which waits to forgive the hardest person for me to forgive.