Delightfully Different Is Heading to the Printers 2

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Most of you know this blog initially started as a means to promote my book, Delightfully Different. I am happy to tell you that I submitted the final proof to iUniverse this week. The book will be available through their site in the next ten to fourteen days. Here is the link to their site: http://www.iuniverse.com

Writing for me has become a process that is a rewarding cathartic. There is a certain irony to this as I went into nursing years ago so I could help others. My teachers wanted me to pursue either a journalism or an English major instead. You see these were truly my strong subjects not science. My old English teacher is hopefully watching from heaven, and I recently received a long letter from my high school journalism teacher. Thanks to both of them for giving me a love of reading and writing.

I will also continue to blog, as I have found that doing the research for the blog has helped me to continue to learn, and to be open to other’s ideas on the subjects of bullying, autism spectrum disorders, and forgiveness. It is a continuing journey and a learning process which I am enjoying immeasurably.

Lessons of Forgiveness 5

IMG_8711How do we forgive those who hurt our loved ones? It certainly isn’t easy. I am fortunate in that I had just finished reading Immaculee Ilibagiza’s book Left to Tell at the time I learned about the bullies who hurt my child otherwise I might have reacted the same way as the dad in Florida who stormed the bus. I also got to hear Immaculee in person and meet her face to face during this time. She is a truly wonderful person and she inspired me to learn to forgive the bullies.

Still for me forgiveness is a work in progress especially when I hear about other kids being hurt by bullies. For those who don’t know Immaculee’s story, she survived the slaughter in Rwanda in 1994. She and one of her brothers, who was out of the country, are the only survivors from her family. While in hiding she overheard the murders of her younger brother describing his death as they called for her so they could kill her too. Yet, she forgave them as she realized that remaining angry would hurt her. When I met her, what struck me the most is how serene she is and the fact that she is clear that forgiveness does not mean forgetting.

I hope in some small measure my book will inspire someone to learn to forgive without forgetting and maybe they’ll inspire someone else to do the same. Let’s all really work at passing this message on to others. Thanks again for listening to me as I blog.

Mahalo,

D. S. Walker