Forgiveness
Last week we were given the assignment to write about love. This week I have one hundred words to write about Forgiveness.
Forgiveness
Didn’t show up at my son’s Bris. Writes a nasty letter saying to screw off. A phone call. A visit? “lets just you and I meet.“ “screw off” Writes and email on my 35th birth day saying how it was my fault.
I respond, with sadness, with love, with a request; Can we try to follow some rules that will stop this pattern from happening again. No Response!
I travel to PA from Georgia and call. I try to visit. No response!
I don’t know if I have it in me any more. Can I forgive? I think I can!
Not post related: I know my father reads my blog. It is the only contact I have with him. I love him and hope he will reach out accepting that I have reached out to him. It’s likely that he will not. I believe he feels I should apologize to him for something. I suggest that no apologies are necessary we only need to follow rules of communication going forward. This is my last ditch effort, if this public letter and appeal does not solicit a response I will live my life with the assumption that I will not hear from him again knowing that I still don’t know what the future may hold, but I am now done holding out hope.
