tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879362284181321554.post4842259426645245111..comments2022-02-08T03:43:56.030-08:00Comments on . . .where you stop, nobody knows: Haunts of the UnresolvedWas Oncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15787588883235992471noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879362284181321554.post-70319788141444438232010-01-17T06:09:10.145-08:002010-01-17T06:09:10.145-08:00My father died when I was in my early 20s and I wa...My father died when I was in my early 20s and I was still in the closet, so he passed with many issues left unresolved. But with my mother, I was eventually to close the book on all our unresolved issues so that at the end of her life we were at peace with each other. As the dementia took hold of her just before her death I was able to be compassionate with her as there was no more deeply rooted anger. We had resolved our unresolved issues.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your life. It is the most powerful teaching tool we have.Richard Harroldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02943119066949899198noreply@blogger.com