Well, this is a big one. Its one that took me a very very long time to be able to do. To forgive myself. In the beginning I didn’t feel worthy of forgiveness, in fact, I felt the opposite – I felt I must be punished because it was my doings that had somehow caused my beautiful boy’s diagnosis. I was at fault and I should feel the full force of that punishment. I begged God to punish me, for the universe to punish me so that by feeling the pain, I could then let go of the pain. Little did I know that that’s not how you learn lessons in life. That’s not how to learn what the journey is in life. That’s not how to work out the purpose in life.