No longer condemned by the failing of others

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As a veteran adopted kid, that’s my take on yesterday and thoughts on tomorrow. Now aged in my 60’s I‘ve concluded that I’m no longer condemned by the failings of others, nor do I require approbation. I’m no Sisyphus weighed down by the rock of an irretrievable past and interminable search. I’ve been liberated by coming to know myself more fully. In prising hard facts from a well-buried past, I’ve constructed a plausible personal history, understood and forgiven those who damaged me and reached a plateau of truth, not absolute but adequate, and my rock now rests beside me on a higher, less torrid plane.

 

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Dylan Thomas, 1952