Im Not The Same Woman I Used To Be Im Free

I was older and stronger. I had resolved my hatred and anger toward my mother. I came to realize that she loved me in her own way but she had to be ill to continue to live the way she lived. I could keep my hate and continue to try to figure her out or forgive her and move on to the next chapter in my life. I struggled with this at first but accepted the reality that forgiveness is a choice. Forgiveness is a choice. It should be your choice too.