For years I bore a grudge toward a woman who had treated me improperly at one workplace. She had committed the ultimate sin by condemning my performance. This was during a contract job that lasted barely five months. My hard feelings endured years, although buried in the mist of memory. Years later, by sheerest chance, I learned that the woman who had berated me that morning had just learned she had cancer.
Sometimes life asks that we show kindness and forgive others whether or not they ask our pardon. Plus save us untold teeth-gnashing. Letting enmities go can be genius!
