I spoke about a letter that I had written to my mother. That letter was about four years in the making. I had tried to write that letter on and off since I got to Michigan and never could. For some reason, okay because it was not God’s will for me to write that letter until now.
As much as my mother has hurt me through out my life and I am not going to go into detail here, I finally came to the conclusion that it is finally time to forgive and let it all go. So, that is what that letter was about to my mom. As much as I once hated her, now I feel bad for her because her life is filled with bitterness and anger for what others have done to her.
I mentioned that in the letter to and I also told her that I understood now that she was the best mom she could be. I do understand that now. It took me a while to figure that out. Moms and dads are not perfect and God knows I am not perfect, I never claim to be. Neither is my mom and I have forgiven her for that.
After I wrote this letter, such a giant weight was lifted from me. I felt so good and so content. So, I know that this was the right thing to do. This letter is sitting in an envelope already addressed and ready to be mailed. What my mom does with that letter is now on her. I have my ideas what will happen when she gets it and honestly, I do not see her being at all happy with me about this. God told me to write this letter and I obeyed. The rest is up to her.
So, that is where I left it. With her. I am working on forgiving people in my life that have hurt me and letting that anger and hurt go. Life is too short to carry this around with me from here on out. So, I am not going to. Simple as that.