The fourth letter was a thankyou to the healer who gave me the tools to survive my hateful neighbor. I wanted her to know what a big positive difference she made in my life. I wanted to send a gift too, but thought that might be inappropriate in the context, so I only sent thanks and kudos.
The other person who I no longer spend time with who was precious to me has communicated with me recently by email. He asked me what was needed to mend the damage that had been done. I responded that I needed an apology and an open acknowledgement of what happened and that I was hurt by it. He was able to acknowledge my hurt, but unable to be open about what happened, nor to offer the apology I requested.
I am OK without his apology, because using my Nonviolent Communication I was able to identify my own unmet need, and to mourn it. Having finally understood why I was so hurt, and mourned for the thing which I needed but did not get, I can go on. The thing I needed was empathy. An apology, I have learned, can be a form of empathy. By saying that you are sorry that someone experienced pain, you are seeing their pain, and perhaps even seeing the world through their eyes just enough to understand where that pain came from. An apology does not mean that you accept responsibility for their pain. (Except in a court of law.)
I am grateful that I have the tools and the strength to be honest with myself and with these people who touched my heart. I know I touched each of them too. And we each go on our merry way in this unpredictable life.