It’s not about me. Really?

I wrote a nice long email to a friend, someone I haven’t seen in years, but I believe she kept her college email. It’s been two weeks and she hasn’t emailed me back.
I wrote another long pm via facebook to a friend who helped me so much when I was in the hospital with my mental health issues. She lives just over an hour away, but our climate is very different than hers. It gets over 100 here and it rarely does there. I invited her to come swim. Nothing back.
I’m sad, but that’s about it. In fact, I’m not even really sad. I’m letting it slide.
Both women have three kids. (They “spare not the rod” – icky but mostly irrelevant.) If I wanted to think about it, I could say, “oh, it’s just family/church responsibilities.” Or whatever, but the fact is it probably has nothing, at all, to do with me.
If it was, these Christian woman have an obligation to me: “If another believer sins against you, go privately and point out the offense. If the other person listens and confesses it, you have won that person back”. I have to let them create their own boundaries. I have to trust that they will do so. If they don’t, there is no requirement for me to go to them and ask forgiveness or even to ask what I could have done. I am free to live without guilt cowering at my door.

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