It had to be done. Sooner or later, he had to face her; tell her that he didn't blame her for it. After all, there was nothing she could do. He had to leave the past behind and look forward. Even if this meant a life without her. Warily, he made his way through the grove towards her. She chose the forest because she adored the nature and the calm, peaceful atmosphere it provided. Unlike her, he preferred the sound of the traffic and the busyness of the streets. It made him feel less lonely since the day she had left him. But for the first time ever, he understood why she loved this forest so much. Everything looked so alive and different that he couldn't help but gape at the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Shaking his head, he concentrated on the matter at hand. Afraid he might not have the courage to let her go, he was tentative about coming here; however, he knew that he had to do it. It took him two years to make up his mind. Every single day of those two years, he had a dour look on his face. He became a stolid human being, who wouldn't eat, drink, sleep or talk to anyone and eventually, he found himself bereft of friends. His life was unkempt without her.
The day she left, he received a goodbye letter from her. It was a sad, heartbreaking one at that. He memorized the letter verbatim. She told him to "live his life to the fullest and let her go." For emphasis, she reiterated the same sentence many times. But it took him two painful years to truly understand the meaning of that sentence. For him to live on and move forward, he had to learn not to look back.
Having shown the greatest fortitude of facing her, he was proud of himself. Now standing so close to her, he took a deep breath. It was now or never, and he chose now. With a sad smile, he bent down next to her grave and said, “I have missed you mother, but now is the time to let go.”
