I sent a box of chocolates to a woman who had offended me greatly. Let me tell you a beautiful story of forgiveness:Â The repairman looked up from my dishwasher. "Your last name is Henson. Did you use to live on Parkland Avenue?" "Yes I did," I replied. "Aren't you religious?", He asked. "Well no … [Read more...] about Chocolates, Flowers and the Repair Man.