These past few days, I feel that I’ve been away from myself; that I’ve been kidnapped by circumstance. My thoughts, my actions, and my words had been taken by my emotions. I was consumed by empathy.
Today, I was with someone who I consciously choose not to have in my life. In the past, I have experienced great anguish over the thought of such a reunion. Today without forethought and apprehension, I was there for my sister. I was pleased and grateful for all the support she had. It wasn’t about me, yet I feel healed.
When it’s his time, I’ll have no regrets and he can rest in peace. I guess that’s what they call forgiveness.