Power of fogiveness

Inside a large auditorium, several people were now sitting on the chairs, around wooden tables while Raol was standing on the stage next to Diana’s body which was placed inside the coffin. He wiped away the tears from his face as it was his turn to speak next after Victor.

“Ahem… as you all know that our family has not seen the most wonderful times. There has been several ups and downs and yes my mother has made several blunders. But, if I see beyond that, she loved me. I think, I was the only person that she truly loved and she dedicated her life to me. She taught me how to walk, how to eat and even how to laugh without drooling.” Raol chuckled a little turning to look at his mother. “I guess her journey ends here but then I want to request you all. Please just remember her as a lady who has seen several rough patches in her life which made her a little harsh. But she was also a good mother and a Good wife. I want you all to remember her as a lady who lived her life to the fullest. P