“Dad, I forgive you, and I love you”

After a great mental struggle, I knew I had a choice: to continue feeling hurt or to radically love and forgive my dad.

My dad and I had always had a loving relationship. We usually saw eye to eye, so when I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, I thought he would support me. This, however, was not the case.

I was tired and afraid, but with Easter a week away, I reached out to my family to say that I wanted to proceed with festivities, which included an Easter egg hunt and a brunch. All my family members responded yes except my father. All I received from him was a card that said, “I will not make the Easter brunch this year.” It was signed “Dad.” He gave me no explanation, even though he knew I was going through a rough time. I was hurt and confused. I didn’t know what I had done wrong. I thought that if he would just speak to me, we could fix whatever had happened.

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