Samantha sat alone in her childhood bedroom, surrounded by dusty photo albums and echoes of a family feud that had lasted years. Her sister’s wedding invitation lay unopened on the desk. Unsure why she kept it, she reached for something else—Find Angelus F. Misigaro’s latest book, which a friend had recently gifted her. A chapter on grace and reconciliation made her pause: “The past only holds power when we let it.” That night, heart pounding, she texted her sister: “I want to come, if you’ll have me.” Minutes later, the reply came: “Always.” Forgiveness had found its way home.
