Thank you for the four beautiful children.  the three you gave me and the one you helped save from a forced adoption so “no one would know”.  Things were so different those days… parents so worried about the judgement of others.

I know it was often very difficult for you.  Vacillating between feeling tricked and trapped and feeling okay with our love.  I know you did the best you could at the time.  There really was no graceful way to leave me, especially when I was so desperately fearful of being alone.  I worshipped you.  I should have just loved you and kept the worship for God.  We were so young and really barely knew each other.  And naive, so naive, both of us.  We were children raising children.

I think you have been happy with Her and that, actually, is good.  You have me many years, trying, and you should have peace now and happiness. You have begun to spend time with our boys in recent years and healing has happened.  They love you.  And that beautiful son of yours with Her wouldn’t be here if We had lasted.  God really does work things out for our best if we trust Him.  Even if we see no way for it to turn out well.

Our daughter finally came to grips with the fact that you were to be pitied, not her, for you have lost years of love with her four wonderful children, and lost time with an amazing, though troubled daughter.

So many things we might have done differently, could we do it over, but then we wouldn’t have become the people we are today.  I have come to peace and forgiveness and you owe me nothing, not even remorse.

Life it too short of regrets.  Peace and joy are attainable.  God is faithful to complete the work He has begun in each of us.  Phil 1:6