Do we need to know our parent’s stories? In order to provide Forgiveness. And move on with our lives.
I watched an episode of “This is Us” where Randal found out his Mother’s story. He felt immensely better knowing that he was born from two imperfect people who loved one another, and loved him. Nothing had really changed other than his perspective.
It reminded me of when I was young, and the things that I put myself through because of the fact that I did not know my dad’s story. I only knew the end as far as it pertained to me. I recall making stories up in my mind about what could have happened to him. Looking back, I caused myself such anguish imagining all of the ‘What if’ scenarios.