Friendship & Forgiveness -Rep. Musa Hassan Bility Releases Poignant Reflection

MONROIA – In a touching reflection, Rep. Musa Hassan Bility shares his thoughts on the power of friendship and the courage it takes to sustain it, even when faced with challenges and disagreements. Writing from the quiet introspection of European skies, he reminds us that relationships are like roads – they bend, twist, and sometimes disappear, but the direction they once gave us can never be forgotten. Through his personal journey in politics and friendships, Rep. Bility distills the essence of true friendship – it’s not about agreement, but about memory, forgiveness, and the faithfulness to hold on to the good that once was. His words are a timely reminder of the importance of humility, patience, and the courage to remain friends, even when the going gets tough. See full text of Bility’s latest version of ‘Letter from Saclepea” on page 3BELOW in this edition of THE ANALYST.

Letter from Saclepea: The Courage to Remain Friends – A Tribute to Patriotism and Friendship

By Rep. Musa Hassan Bility

Saclepea, like most small towns, remembers everything. The laughter, the quarrels, the seasons when the rain came too early, and the faces that left without goodbye. It teaches you that relationships, like roads, are not always smooth. Sometimes they bend sharply, sometimes they disappear into the bush, but the direction they once gave you can never be forgotten.

There is a particular courage that life demands of us, the courage to remain friends. It is not the courage that fights or defends, it is the quieter one that accepts, forgives, and keeps walking with grace even when understanding becomes difficult.

Friendship, when mixed with love, purpose, and pride, becomes one of the hardest things to sustain. The same affection that brings laughter can later bring pain. The same voice that once comforted can suddenly sound like judgment. And sometimes, the distance that follows is not out of hate; it is out of self-preservation.

But when I think of what friendship really means, I realize it is less about agreement and more about memory. The good ones stay with us. They remind us of days when everything felt easy, when trust was simple, and when being together made life feel larger than it was. Those memories are worth taking insults for, because they are proof that something beautiful once existed between two human beings, unbroken by misunderstanding.

When personality collides with pride, when ego takes over where patience should have stood, love begins to produce something strange: resentment. It is a dangerous offspring of affection. And yet, it is a sign that the love was real. Only what was genuine can hurt deeply.

In my own journey, in politics, in friendship, in love, I have learned that silence is not always weakness. Sometimes, it is the last form of respect you can offer. To say nothing is not to stop caring, it is to preserve dignity, to hold on to the better parts of what was, and to keep the noise of emotion from destroying what memory still treasures.

We all carry within us a quiet war between pride and forgiveness. We all want to be right, but the heart, in its wiser moments, only wants peace. So when imagination fails, when we can no longer picture things as they once were, we must let memory do the work. Because memory, if handled gently, can still heal what time cannot.

The sun will shine again. It always does. Even over broken friendships, even over the ashes of things we thought would last forever. The test of patriotism is not only in how we love our country but also in how we love our people, even when they hurt us, even when the bond bends under pressure.

So this letter is not about loss. It is a tribute to the courage to remain friends, to the patience to remember kindly, and to the humility to let time speak where words have failed. For in friendship, as in patriotism, what matters most is not perfection, but faithfulness to the good that once was.

Written under the European skies.

Have a pleasant new week.