Humanist

Thank you papa for your love of me.

Post your death, several people who have no need or reason to lie to me, unprompted, have told me how you let them know how you loved me so.

I now realize many ways in which you did try to shield me from hate, but I, busking in your love, did not fully appreciate it. I wish I had then.

But still, I am discovering that, overall, you prepared me well for the aftermath of your death.

You read them right, they did exactly as I think you thought. They unleased their significant hate upon me.

Sending me into a phase of my life, I can never wish for anyone. As I grieved for your demise, at the same time I had to fight back.

I am letting go of the intense grief and are more focused on the fight back. I am not yet there completely, but progress I am making.

My anger remains real, but which I believe I am managing and transforming much better.

“The only thing more powerful than hate is love.”

Bad Bunny’s love-hate theme rings true to me the more everyday.

Knowing how you loved me so enables me each day to let go of my anger towards them and to fight back, not from a position of hate, but one of love.

I was loved by you; and I am loved by some whom you loved too and are still alive. And so, busking in your love and the love of my loved ones still here on earth, I am letting go of my phase of grief for your demise.

As I do so, I am transitioning to the next phase of my life, ensuring a legacy that is worthy, and which is a continuation of your good name.

Thank you papa.