I remember learning about and practicing forgiveness as far back as my earliest memories take me. When someone took your toy, didn’t share, cut you in line, said something mean – they apologized, and I (usually) accepted. When I took someone’s toy, didn’t share, cut them in line, said something mean – I apologized, and they (usually) accepted. I can still hear my parents saying, “say you’re sorry…and mean it.” Ahh…the meaning it part was tricky back then, especially when my feelings were hurt…and even more challenging now. It’s also the key component in forgiveness…and in turn in moving on/letting go.