Epiphany

I received a letter from Mr. Darcy explaining what he said about his proposal. At first I believed that this piece of paper was only more lies and deserved to be shredded and burned, but then I began to see the truth in the letter. I thought not only about myself but about the connection between my family and his. This is when I had an epiphany: I am just as bad as Darcy. I am full of myself and I draw conclusions about situations I really know nothing about. The letter cast a mirror in front of me and forced me to look closely and analyze myself. Hopefully I can change for the better.