Why do I have so much grace for strangers, acquaintances?
Why do I have so little grace for myself, my closest loved ones?
Why do I refuse to forgive, forget with those who mean the most to me?
Why do I refuse to give myself a pass/break when I fall, fail, misstep?
Why should my standards be highest for family/myself?
Forgiveness matters most with those who matter most.
This is a truth I so need to learn/embrace/live.
This is how I want to live.