I saw a letter on the table. It wasn't mine, but I didn't care. I
opened it. I know that it’s not good to open a letter that’s not
yours, but then curiosity hit me once again. I carefully removed the
tape wrapped around the lid of the envelope and pulled out the paper
attached in it. As I opened the letter, my hands began to sweat. I was
beginning to be nervous.
Word by word I began to read the letter. I was reading between the lines when I began shaking. And then I realized that it was a letter written by my father three years ago before he died.
To my ever dearest wife,
As I write this letter to you I know that right now you are in brief disappointment of the things happening lately in our lives. Days pass by and every time I think of the things that I’ve done to you and my children makes me realize how uncompassionate husband and father I was. You had been faithful to me, even our children had loved me with all of their lives but I have never loved them back. I had never been faithful to you in all of the years we’ve been through.
I am in full regret right now. Seeing you and our children walking away had caused so much hurt in me. At first I was in hatred but later on I’ve learned that it was my entire fault anyway. I’ve realized that for the past 25 years of our relationship all I ever gave you was bitterness and sadness that had filled in your heart all this time. I keep on blaming myself. Right at this moment all I want to do is go back right from the start and change all those bitter memories. How I wish I could turn back time, but past is past. All I have to do right now is suffer with the pain that I’ve done.
Take good care of our children. That is all I could say by now. I know that it’s too late to change and give them what I should have given done before. I hope that they would still love me aside from my imperfections. I have never been a perfect father to them. I pity them because they had a father like me and I know that they don’t deserve a father like me. For I have never been caring and loving to them…
And most of all, I love you my ever dearest wife. I know it’s too late to utter these words. Now that I’ve learned my lesson in the hardest way, all I can ever do is say these words even though it’s over. I know that you would never come back to me again. And I’m not even hoping for you to do so, for I know that this way we can separate ways and so that you could go on to your life. I wish for your happiness and success ahead. I wish that you and our children will be happy and free from all the things I’ve done before. And my deepest and sincerest apologies to all the painful memories we’ve been through. I am very sorry…
Yours truly,
Your Husband.
Tears began rolling down in my cheeks as I closed the letter. My mother never told me this after my father had died. I was only thirteen back then, all I ever knew that he never loved us. The moment my parents separated I realized that he has never been a good father to us. I never knew that he regretted all those mistakes and hurt that he had caused us.
I was in deep sadness after reading the letter; I began thinking about the things my father had written in the letter and how I also wish that I could go back in time again. How I wish we have never been this way, that my parents had never separated and they’re living in happiness right now. How I wish we were loved by our father, who has been inconsiderate and uncompassionate with us when he was still alive. How I wish all these things had never happened.
And most of all, how I wish I have never read that letter. For now I know that I’ve committed the biggest mistake in my life; for having grievance in all these years… and for forgiving my father after all these time. I’m sorry, dad…
Word by word I began to read the letter. I was reading between the lines when I began shaking. And then I realized that it was a letter written by my father three years ago before he died.
To my ever dearest wife,
As I write this letter to you I know that right now you are in brief disappointment of the things happening lately in our lives. Days pass by and every time I think of the things that I’ve done to you and my children makes me realize how uncompassionate husband and father I was. You had been faithful to me, even our children had loved me with all of their lives but I have never loved them back. I had never been faithful to you in all of the years we’ve been through.
I am in full regret right now. Seeing you and our children walking away had caused so much hurt in me. At first I was in hatred but later on I’ve learned that it was my entire fault anyway. I’ve realized that for the past 25 years of our relationship all I ever gave you was bitterness and sadness that had filled in your heart all this time. I keep on blaming myself. Right at this moment all I want to do is go back right from the start and change all those bitter memories. How I wish I could turn back time, but past is past. All I have to do right now is suffer with the pain that I’ve done.
Take good care of our children. That is all I could say by now. I know that it’s too late to change and give them what I should have given done before. I hope that they would still love me aside from my imperfections. I have never been a perfect father to them. I pity them because they had a father like me and I know that they don’t deserve a father like me. For I have never been caring and loving to them…
And most of all, I love you my ever dearest wife. I know it’s too late to utter these words. Now that I’ve learned my lesson in the hardest way, all I can ever do is say these words even though it’s over. I know that you would never come back to me again. And I’m not even hoping for you to do so, for I know that this way we can separate ways and so that you could go on to your life. I wish for your happiness and success ahead. I wish that you and our children will be happy and free from all the things I’ve done before. And my deepest and sincerest apologies to all the painful memories we’ve been through. I am very sorry…
Yours truly,
Your Husband.
Tears began rolling down in my cheeks as I closed the letter. My mother never told me this after my father had died. I was only thirteen back then, all I ever knew that he never loved us. The moment my parents separated I realized that he has never been a good father to us. I never knew that he regretted all those mistakes and hurt that he had caused us.
I was in deep sadness after reading the letter; I began thinking about the things my father had written in the letter and how I also wish that I could go back in time again. How I wish we have never been this way, that my parents had never separated and they’re living in happiness right now. How I wish we were loved by our father, who has been inconsiderate and uncompassionate with us when he was still alive. How I wish all these things had never happened.
And most of all, how I wish I have never read that letter. For now I know that I’ve committed the biggest mistake in my life; for having grievance in all these years… and for forgiving my father after all these time. I’m sorry, dad…