Forgive the Dead?

I am a 70 year old woman, married for 48 years, with adult children and grandchildren.
I heard about Castaway Kid and bought it out of mere curiosity.
Curiousity died in the first paragraph. What do I use instead? Consumed, engulfed,
immersed? Certainly exhausted emotionally.
While my details were different, I was abandoned by my mother to her parents, my
grandparents. Yes I had food, clothing and shelter, but the social stigma in public schools,
the sense of abandonment, the “why me?” were all mine.
You opened emotions I thought I had dealt with, perhaps buried. But your telling of a story
worse than mine revealed they were merely hidden behind a thin door that you opened.
Emotions I hadn’t felt for decades.
And as completely unprepared for all the terribly personal emotions you made me feel, I
was completely unprepared for your forgiveness chapters.
And you have troubled my soul to explore a previously unfathomable concept: Forgive the
dead.
I intend to carefully and thoughtfully and prayerfully follow your example to forgive my
parents, as you did, with Gods’ help.
I have read so many of the postings on this site, and like so many others will end with:
Thank you.