There is a song in my head, that I think that Don Hendly sung. Something about, “…forgiveness, even if, even if, you don’t love me anymore…”
And that is the rub. Will I ever be forgiven for the sins that I have committed, commit now, and will commit in the future? Will I ever be forgiven for what I have done to my friends, my family, to myself, to God, and to Suzanne?
Death would be easy, but I have to pay for my sins, even if I don’t know what they are…
A 40-something rediscovering life in California