I didn't know my son had an alcohol problem. This didn't surprise me though; his father had one too, but not as bad. She started apologizing and I thanked her for her apology. I understood what she was saying but I wasn't sure I could forgive her just yet. I understood that he was trying to protect himself, but I still couldn't get over the fact that he was my son and he was gone. The woman told me that she wanted to make up for what she had done and that she began taking courses while in prison focused on counseling women in similar situations to hers. She spoke passionately about the lessons and how what she is learning not only helps her, but also allows her to help women in similar situations. I asked the mediator if I could take a break and then come back, which he said was fine. I took the time to think about everything that happened and what we talked about. I came to the conclusion that I wanted to offer my forgiveness to that woman. Forgiveness is the first step towards healing, both for the offender and for me. When I got back to the room my thoughts were collected and I was ready to do it