It’s been about 8 years, and I think I have finally come to terms with my final stage of grieving. Acceptance. Today I sent you pictures of me. It was a three lined email. Short and to the point, but I ended the email with ‘I love and miss you’. It’s the truth. I do love and miss you. I wish things were different, but I don’t want to be the daughter that never got to say what I’ve wanted to say.
I will send you a letter. My third attempt in finding the truth. But this will be different. I won’t go on with the accusations. I will let you know I’ve been hurt for so long, but it’s time to let things go. You are who you are, and I am no longer the person you once thought you knew. I’ve grown, and I am proud of the person I’ve become. I think you deserve to know that.
It’s been a really long time, and it might be too late now, but I’m ready to actively try and some sort of a relationship.
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