Letter to Friends, Me, Myself & I – Part II

Dear Friend,

I write to you once again. I don’t ask how you are, because I know you are feeling hurt. I heard that a good friend of yours have said things that breaks your heart. Poison words with deadly dosage of heart damager. You feel betrayed. You feel lost, empty and hollow. You are confused. Until now, you could not believe how that friend would do and say such things. Yes, you are deeply hurt and wounded by the remarks. You now remained silent and bitter.

I know that feeling. I have been through situations like yours before. I too felt hurt and depressed. I locked myself in the darkness of my room for days wondering why it happened to me. Thinking to myself, how a friend can act so insensitive and rude. Staying away alone helps me, but staying depressed kept me out of soul peace.

And then as I was lying in bed staring up the ceilings and the spinning fan, I suddenly remembered a line in a book I’ve read long ago. It reads, “When someone did something wrong or bad to you, you are given a power which he or she do not have upon you, it is your privilege to have and use this power, and this power is called the power to forgive…”

And so, I decided to use that power, I not only forgive that friend who have hurt my feelings but all people whom I know, whether they asked or not. Whether I know or do not know whatever the bad things they said about or done to me. Because I understood that power which I possessed now. By giving forgiveness, in return, I received tranquility of my soul. I slept through the night easily knowing I have peace in my heart.

I would also like to share with you a story here too. It’s about two good friends. One of the two would write all the bad things his friend did or said to him in the sand after they quarreled, argued or have a misunderstanding or have not agree on something. But he wrote all the good things about his friend in cement. He would rather remember the good things and let the wind blow away the bad things and be forgotten. He chooses to see the good things and the good sides of his friend than the opposite because he knows everyone have their own weaknesses including him. He would rather keep a friend than making new enemy.

Friend, please forgive me also if I have said things that hurt your feeling in this letter. It was never my intention. I write because I care. I’m writing to share. There is no advice here. No particular suggestion. Just words to keep you company.

O.k., I think I’ll stop here for now. Please keep in touch with me. I will always remember you and be with you like I told you in my last letter to you.

I wrote your name in cement as a friend. Guard your heart. Peace!

Yours truly,