Maybe it’s because I moved around a lot as a kid and never really had those, “I grew up with them,” friends, but maybe not…  If a freaking lion can set aside instinctive avoidance behavior to love up on humans, why is it so hard for some people to let things go?  We’re not talking about forgiving people for murder or cheating with your husband…  Why is it that some people can just walk away, not feeling a thing but righteousness, and not looking back?  I don’t get it…  I think I’d like to be reincarnated as a lion, though.