Rest in Peace My Father: The Art of Forgiving

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Today my father died, years ago. I didn’t go to his funeral, and for decades I never visited him or had anything to do with him. He died of cancer at while I survived cancer twice. I thought of him as Satan because he beat me daily as a kid for no reason. When I earned my PhD, I didn’t invite him. I made sure he never saw my children. 

I travel to my father’s gravesite to forgive him yearly, but I can never forget the eternal pain he caused my mother, and my sister, and myself. 

My sister told me that he feared I would kill him, and many times I almost did, but I refrained and cried because to kill a demon would be a good thing, not evil, yet I wanted to so much to end his life with all my heart.

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Karma to Pay

Though my father pretended to the world that he was a nice person, the family knew he was mentally ill and evil. I just noticed in a bookshelf he made that I have that there were two crosses in it. How did I miss that all these years? I grew up in Hell. I never believed in God because why would God create such an evil father.

My father threatened to kill all of us if anyone told. You died, my fahter, but you shall be reborn. Remember, there is karma to pay.

Are you ready? I have shapeshifting angels of justice looking for you now. Revenge is guaranteed. Are you ready?

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Rest in Peace. Rest in Peace. Rest in Peace. 

I forgive you, but I will go to a Buddhist temple afterwards to cry myself in tears for hope in the darkness of memories lost. . . 

My mother died so young, and my sister recently died but had no funeral service for she was eternally devastated from all the pain you caused her and never could function in life.

Thank you for reading. . . I am lost in space trying to find a place called home, for I guess forgiving is giving my heart a way to heal. . . 

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It starts with love. . . . Love everyone. . . Live and learn.