My mother’s eyes shine in this soft light. She scoots her chair a little closer before resting her hand on top of mine. “You forgive, Aurelia. That’s how you move on. You forgive Chad for his youthful mistakes. You forgive him for breaking your heart. You forgive because you love him. You cast your pride aside and allow all the wonderful memories, his beautiful qualities, to trump his mistakes. Even the grave ones. Otherwise, you may lose the love of your life. Forgive him. Allow yourself to love again.”
