Forgiveness

In this blog, for the last 18 months or so, I have bared my soul to everyone and I have spent a great deal of the time trying to work out why what happened in April 2016, happened.

In the post on “Competition” https://davidhender.life/2020/01/12/competition/, I have theorised yet again. As I cannot read Verity’s mind, I do not know if I am close to the “truth” or way off.

But the point is this.

Verity has forgiven her mother for losing her lovely house, through the embezzlement discovery and has moved from pillar to post so many times that Verity had so little time to settle.

She also forgave her mother for the many affairs that she had, culminating in her mother leaving the marital home and setting up in a flat on her own, leaving Verity behind.

She has also forgiven her mother for preventing Verity to fly to South Africa to say goodbye to Liesel, which hurt Verity a great deal. But, who got the blame? I did

She has also forgiven her grandfather for deserting her for years to spend a great deal of time with her cousins. I can remember the countless times on the stairs, trying to calm Verity down but what the hell could I say? “He doesn’t love you at the moment, Verity”. Verity was besides herself.

All of those actions above were intentional

I do not see the actions that I described in my post as intentional; many families break up, sadly and later there are step parents; mostly it works out fine but sometimes it did not.

Yes, of course, I went out with those women but I did everything in my power to ensure that “the family” was all happy but, clearly in two cases, it was not.

Hindsight is a great thing to have; if we all had it, we would all be so much happier and bad relationships would be avoided.

So, I ask the question; if Verity will forgive her mother and grandfather for their transgressions, why does she not forgive me?

No one goes out of their way to hurt other people intentionally but sadly, it happens. We are all victims of circumstance.

Only Verity can say why she does not forgive me. Until she speaks to me, I will never know.

Published by David Hender (copyright owner- all rights reserved)

If you want to know me, you first need to understand where I have been and where I am going

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