Yesterday’s blog didn’t get published at my request.  I wrote it and asked MagandMoo not to post it because I am not ready to share that part of me. 

Today’s blog, however, is easier for me to share.

I forgive my father.  He chose to not be a part of my life as a child or as an adult.  He chose not to be a part of my childrens’ lives.  He chose to live his life isolated from his family. 

He died on October 31, 2009 from a 5 year battle with prostate cancer.  I knew he was sick because he called me when he was diagnosed.  And then he called me when he was dying.  He wanted me to absolve his guilt.  I allowed him to die in peace because I forgave him for his choices a long time ago.

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