The conversations that matter are the ones we have out loud.
Not the meetings we have with ourselves in our heads,
Not the ones where we kick ourselves for words left unsaid;
Not speaking up when you should have
Or holding back an “I forgive you” for yet another day.
It’s not what we should have said or done that will carry weight in the end;
The extravagant gift not given has no value.
But the cold greeting,
The half-hearted gesture
And the aggressive criticisms
Are still on the table from the conversation you had this morning.
Say what needs to be said.
Better is open rebuke than hidden love.