It has been a year ago today that my Mother died. It seems like so much longer. It's funny how easily I have let that all just slip out of my mind.
I haven't talked to either one of my brothers more than a couple of times over the year and that was just to answer questions or settle something that pertained to Mother's estate. I don't think you would call what I feel forgiveness but I have let it go. The anger and hate was not good for me. I still don't want anything to do with either one of them but they don't preoccupy my mind. I just don't care.
It makes me sad to look up there at Mother's little house and see what disrepair her place has fallen into in such a short time.... junk litters the almost always unmowed yard, the vinyl siding needs to be cleaned and has algae growing on it. Her flower beds are weedy and grown over. She is not there anymore, no sign of her.
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I'm so thankful that you've come to a place of peace with all of this. It can be so hard to let those hurts go. You are so strong and amazing!
I know what you mean about forgiveness...meh...but still needing to let it go.
Such a hard time of your life. Her death, yes; but also the years leading up to it. All your care and the conflict about it. I think that your mind and heart had to let it go. You did enough.
I'm sorry her house is close enough for you to see it. You did enough there too.
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