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.