Goodbye

Eight months after I left my husband, he died in a very tragic accident. Therefore, I never had any closure with him about our relationship. I had to say goodbye in a very different way.

I later returned to his grave site to read a letter. I would like to share it with you now.

November, 2002

Dear Jack,

I have come to say goodbye, for it is time for me to move on with my life. I thank you for the lessons you taught me and how you showed me a door to a better life with God. I forgive you for how you treated me as I know you were living your own hellish existence.

I know you are now free to live in peace and in joy for you have received your perfect body and only the good Jack remains. I can see you praising God right now. So how does it feel to finally be happy?

I know that now you see me differently too. You think I’m beautiful and you love the person I am…You see my sense of humor and how I loved you so much. You now know I would have done anything for you and how loved you really were in this life.

You also see the hurt you caused people and I know if you could come back, you would say you were sorry; and change your ways. I have survived, and you are now happy that I was wise to leave you. 

You are sorry that I gave myself away to you because who I am is perfect.
You would now tell me not to change a thing. 

I know you would also apologize to my family…

You are probably fixing cars and helping people with flat tires up in Heaven. I am sure you are making everyone laugh, cooking up a storm…running, jumping, skipping, skiing and all thing your body here on earth could not allow you to do.

So I say these final words. Rejoice my brother in Christ for death has not overcome you but you are resting in the arms of your Father and Lord Jesus Christ.

Cheer me on from up there. Tell everyone how proud you are of me….and how happy you are that you met a wonderful person such as myself.

I believe that one day, whether in this life or the next, the people who have abused us will be faced with the truth of what they did and how they treated us. Even for a moment. Do I believe God can forgive someone who is abusive? Yes, I do. How better to show how much you love someone than by forgiving them?