I am not sure if this could be a topic, but how do you forgive someone who took away the life of someone you love? It is now 40 years since my brother died by a drunk driver.
The hatred that spewed from me was just horrible. I just had hatred and anger in my heart. Four years later things changed. I became a mom and realised the hatred I had was only hurting me, not the drunk driver.
Fate was with me that day, it was just before Christmas and the transit bus I was on broke down in front of her work place.
I went in and asked if she was working, and by chance she was. I did not even know where to start, but it ended up with me forgiving her, both of us in tears. As I walked out of her work place, I stopped and called her name, she looked at me. I said have a Merry Christmas