I used to think forgiveness broke like a tsunami wave, obliterating the pain and resentment. 

I used to feel guilty for only being able to muster the smallest of ebbing waves. 

but these gentle waves are enough. 

Day after day. 

I forgive you.

I forgive me. 

I forgive us.

Nothing is obliterated. Nothing is swept clean. There is no drama or fanfare. Just the persistent tide and hope lapping at your feet. This the way even the hardest stone is worn away.