Cut the line...

A student just told me a story from his spring beak trip. He was fishing with his family in Florida when he hooked an alligator. Unlikely, I know, but he has the pictures to prove it. The story gets a little shaky when he claims to also catch a Bald Eagle, and an Osprey...

Anyway, in each of these cases the boy had to cut the line. In order to get out of the sticky situation he was in, the only thing left to do was to let the catch go. In the case of the Bald Eagle, he said he brought the bird in as close as he could before he cut the line that had wrapped around its legs after swooping down to grasp the fish that he had hooked...I know...

Can you imagine fighting something on your line that you know you won't be able to land? Knowing you have to cut the line can either be a relief or a dissappointment.

Lately I have had a grudge on the line. I've been fighting it far to long. I know that nothing good can come from hanging on to it. I need to cut the line. The problem is...I don't want to.

I don't want to admit defeat. I don't want to be the one to say, "I'm sorr..." Whoa, I almost said it. If I cut the line then they will never know what they have done!!

Wow, let the bitterness and icy rage build! (sarcasm implied)

The longer I keep this grudge on the line, the more tired I get. The more energy I spend fighting this hog, the less I have to give to those I care about.

Relationships...Why do I suck at them sometimes?