"You will know that forgiveness has begun when you recall those who hurt you and feel the power to wish them well."
Yesterday, when I went on my routine Facebook check, I received a message from someone I have ceased talking to for a almost half a decade.
It was a somewhat lengthy message from my ex-boyfriend.
His letter contained the generic stuff; questions about me, about how am I at present and what's up with him nowadays. But there was a part in the letter where he asked one thing: If I am still angry at him about what he did in the past, and if I have forgiven him.
Reading between those lines, more than just him asking for forgiveness, I knew right then where it is leading: CLOSURE. Yesterday, when I went on my routine Facebook check, I received a message from someone I have ceased talking to for a almost half a decade.
It was a somewhat lengthy message from my ex-boyfriend.
His letter contained the generic stuff; questions about me, about how am I at present and what's up with him nowadays. But there was a part in the letter where he asked one thing: If I am still angry at him about what he did in the past, and if I have forgiven him.
I will not go into details about what and how the whole thing came about or what the letter contained. All I knew is that it was something I have let go of years before. To hear from him say sorry was something I no longer thought will happen.
And I never expected to receive this letter hours before July 18 – today is exactly four and a half years since we broke up. I've always thought closure was just a word one reads in books. While it was the longest email I have ever written for him, I'd say it was also the best possible. It was an amicably peaceful exchange of words. There was no trace of hatred, no harsh words used and no discussion nor blaming about who committed what.
I just gave him what he asked for – FORGIVENESS. Just like what I have told him then, my life is short and people nowadays die young unexpectedly. It would be useless to waste that in anger and hatred. At least, if it happened that I were to die that night, I was able to do something right for someone for the last time. I simply knew what I had to do. I ended my reply by thanking him for the five years that we have been together, wished him well and advised him just two things: for him to love his wife and be a good father to his kids.
As I click"reply", I only knew of
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