A Letter to Miggery Sow

Dear Mig,

Have you ever been able to forgive your father for what he did to you? Did it ever occur to anyone else that what you wanted actually mattered? You were only a child, Mig. First he insulted you by naming you after his prize-winning pig, and then he sold you for a handful of cigs, a red tablecloth, and a hen?! That must have been devastating to you. To top things off, the man who bought you insisted that you call him, Uncle. Then he had the gall to give you a good clout to the ear. Not once. Not twice, but several times. Your poor ears became so deformed that they became like cauliflowers. You have been neglected, abused, and taken for granted. All you ever wanted was to be loved. Your fascination with becoming a princess became an obsession to you. All it took was for some measly little rat to persuade you into doing his dirty work for him. You didn't know any better. He took interest in what you wanted, and you just ran with it.

I want you to know that forgiving the people who wronged you is not only difficult to do, it is necessary. Trust me. I have been made fun of as a child. I was never abused and neglected like you, but I have been deeply hurt by others. Forgiveness is the only option you have if you want to know what real freedom is. You have been a servant girl all of your life. You have dreamed of being in Princess Pea’s shoes. I am telling you that forgiveness is the way to live happily ever after. No more shame. No more hate bundled up inside of you. The light will shine on you, Mig. You will feel and be like the true princess you’ve always deserved to be treated.

Sincerely,
Courtney