To Err Is Human, To Forgive Is Divine

We all make mistakes sometimes. Both simple and grave ones. Its simple to commit a mistake but its hard to forgive one.

Mom asked me last week if I was ever going to forgive and talk to him ever again. And I wondered. All these while that thought of forgiving him has never crossed my mind. I've been hating him so much for what he has done to my family that I've not left any hope of us being close like we used to. And I don't see a need to. I don't need him.

I don't understand why mom and dad could just forgive him like that. Although they sometimes do yell at him for treating our house like a welfare home, I know they're trying to put the past behind them. Mom told me that no matter what he did, he was still her son and she can't just abandon her responsibilities, I can understand that, no doubt. But isn't there a limit to everything? Isn't there a point in time when a person has had enough? There is a fine line between patience and ignorance. And I think mom has used up all her patience and opted for the latter instead. Everyone in the family tries not to talk to him whenever possible as they try to forget the past.

Not me. I just can't take this lying down. I just can't ignore the fact that he's caused my family much grief. I just can't forgive him. I don't know how long this feeling of hatred I have for him will go on. But what I do know is, its not anytime soon. Or anytime in the distant future for that matter.