Growing up, I never had a father. My mother raised me on her own. When I was younger, I would often think to myself about how my childhood would have been if he was present in my life. The thoughts would just pop up in my head, and I could picture him spending time with me and bonding like father and son. Once I grew older around the age of twelve, I wanted to know more and was starting to ask questions. I finally asked why? Why did this man just walk out on his son? My mother said to me my father wanted her …show more content…
First, it taught me how to forgive and allow my problems to vanish. I found myself holding on to my problems and could not let go of what my father did. The whole time sitting here, feeling sorry for myself and mad at my father, he was sleeping at night not even thinking about the situation. Once I realized that, I made the choice to forgive for the first time, and when I forgave him I never brought it back up because it was in the past. It felt better when I finally did let go and forgot about everything. Secondly, it taught me to love and how to show that love for others. In the past, I would tell my loved ones that I loved them, but I would fail to show that love occasionally. I then noticed that it is remarkably easier to love another person and show them that genuine love I have for them. It therefore led me toward understanding that loving someone is much simpler than it is to hate them. With love, all there is to do is be kind, generous, caring, and do nothing but genuinely be there for them. It is the ultimate feeling and a strong one at that. Lastly, it proved to me that everyone deserves a second chance. So when a person messes up, now I always consider giving them a second chance. The reason why is because we all have done something that we regret doing and wish we could have done something or handle the situation differently. In the end, we are all humans and everyone makes mistakes. I learned that if God can give