It was an instant weight lifted off my chest - both literally and figuratively.
And there was Frodo, pale and worn, and yet himself again; and in his eyes there was peace now, neither strain of will, nor madness, nor any fear. His burden was taken away.
When I learned to forgive, it was like a million pounds were lifted from me.
It's sweet that I don't have to do my laundry.
They both seemed to understand that describing it was beyond their powers, the gratitude that spreads through your body when a burden gets lifted, and the sense of homecoming that follows, when you suddenly remember what it feels like to be yourself.
It's quite a feeling to finish something you have been 10 years beholden to and to have a clean slate.
When a great burden is lifted, the relief is not always felt at once. The galled places still ache.
