November 17, 2023
November 17, 2023
Forgiveness …
What better way and timing than today on 11:17 at 11:17am on your 47th birthday to finally be able to and deciding to forgive you. Forgive you, but not your actions.
Your actions towards me and my family, those I will never forget. I
t’s
time to let go of my spiralling thoughts about our relationship that continue to lead me to the darkest of places. Not understanding why you took your own life on that stormy December day in 2016. Re-living your final moments on this earth. How Cassandra and I witnessed your last breath. How traumatic it was. How drastic it was. But what a way to go- Mr. Drama, for your world wasn’t happy if it did not involve any kind of drama.
Time to let go of you.
Time to let go of all these awful memories.
I will never truly understand the reason or meaning that our relationship has taught me. For there are times, too many times I wish you had never come into my life. How different our lives would have been.
But today, on your birthday, I am forgiving you. For you were a troubled soul way before you came into my life.
I rarely talk about you anymore. I do think about you but that only brings me sadness. The somewhat very few happier moments of our relationship are hidden so deep that I cannot remember them anymore.
So be free of me, wherever you may be as I choose to be free of you from today on.
I am closing that chapter of my life at this very moment. For once and forever.
I choose life.
I choose to be happy.
I choose my family.
I choose to live!
I choose to say goodbye to you forever…
So goodbye Michael Ian Robertson.
I forgive YOU but never your actions.
RIP.
What better way and timing than today on 11:17 at 11:17am on your 47th birthday to finally be able to and deciding to forgive you. Forgive you, but not your actions.
Your actions towards me and my family, those I will never forget. I
t’s
time to let go of my spiralling thoughts about our relationship that continue to lead me to the darkest of places. Not understanding why you took your own life on that stormy December day in 2016. Re-living your final moments on this earth. How Cassandra and I witnessed your last breath. How traumatic it was. How drastic it was. But what a way to go- Mr. Drama, for your world wasn’t happy if it did not involve any kind of drama.
Time to let go of you.
Time to let go of all these awful memories.
I will never truly understand the reason or meaning that our relationship has taught me. For there are times, too many times I wish you had never come into my life. How different our lives would have been.
But today, on your birthday, I am forgiving you. For you were a troubled soul way before you came into my life.
I rarely talk about you anymore. I do think about you but that only brings me sadness. The somewhat very few happier moments of our relationship are hidden so deep that I cannot remember them anymore.
So be free of me, wherever you may be as I choose to be free of you from today on.
I am closing that chapter of my life at this very moment. For once and forever.
I choose life.
I choose to be happy.
I choose my family.
I choose to live!
I choose to say goodbye to you forever…
So goodbye Michael Ian Robertson.
I forgive YOU but never your actions.
RIP.