Permission to Forgive and to Heal
Permissionary – Permission to Forgive and to Heal This week marks the 20 th anniversary of my mother’s passing. She survived my father by some 38 years. She passed quietly at home, the 9 th of January 1999. We suspect that it may have been by design because the one of suspected contributing causes was carbon monoxide poisoning, the result of a faulty furnace that was scheduled to be replaced. I was ten years of age when my dad passed away. In my then child’s mind I viewed him as the hero and my mother the villain of a life that was, in retrospect, difficult for everyone involved. It was some very childlike black-and-white thinking. After my father passed away in 1961, there was a period of chaos lasting a couple of years, during which we moved from New York City to Maysville, Kentucky and then shortly thereafter to Cleveland, Ohio, where we lived for a time with my mother’s parents. While I was young, I still maintained the childhood ideal that parents are some