On the 30th of every month, I post on the awesome collaborative blog Hooray Collective. Here’s what I wrote for this month.
I offered him an olive branch but he wanted the tree.
It wasn’t enough, you see. It wasn’t enough that I gave him the branch as a peace offering, a token of goodwill. He wanted that and more.
I offered him an olive branch but he wanted the olive.
A peace offering indicated that there were amends to be made, that there were wrongs that needed to be atoned for. He wouldn’t, couldn’t, have that. The past was in the past, wasn’t it? So why not forget and move on?