February 14, 2015

Once Upon a Time


Once Upon a Time I tried to interact with you when I called to tell you that my daughter was in the hospital to bring you up to speed on what was happening to us. You didn’t like what I had to say about it and in no uncertain terms told me you were done with me. Said you could only handle one drama queen at a time. Then you deleted and blocked me from Facebook to punish me. That was in December of 2011.

In June 2012 it was apparent that you were pretty serious about severing ties with me because that’s when I received the following note on my phone: “Stop referring to me as your brother on facebook. Your right to interact with my wife and kids starts with your relationship to me. If you can’t interact with me, you don’t have a right to interact with them.” I have been respecting your boundary ever since.

Here we are four years later and all this time I didn’t think YOU were allowed to interact or communicate with me whatsoever. I didn’t want YOU to get in trouble so I refrained and honored my brother’s command. Now all of a sudden we get this note from YOU which left me shocked and amazed. I guess I was wrong – YOU actually do know how to communicate and are able to do so freely without any adverse repercussions.

I think we are all aware that it’s years later. That’s what happens with time – it goes on and propels us forward! My aging parents aren’t the only ones aging. Don turned 40 last year, I’ll be 45 this year, and my kids are now 23, 11, 9, and 2. We are ALL but vapors in the wind – here today and gone tomorrow!

Yes, my father tried to e-mail me a few times. There was nothing of substance that I read that indicated any real remorse. He made his choice in 2010 when he turned and walked out of my life and turned his back on my family and his grandchildren.

You say people change, grow and move past mistakes. Sure, I believe that’s possible but I haven’t seen anything that reflects true remorse or an acknowledgement of past wrongs. You said people grow and move past mistakes. What mistakes are those? You never elaborated.

As for my father being in the hospital because he had chest pains – I am sorry that happened to him. I don’t wish that on anyone. I couldn’t help but be reminded of the time that my mother was admitted to the hospital with chest pains. People called to indicate that it was pretty serious. My husband put me on a plane only to arrive at the house and my Dear Sick Mother was home – NOT in the hospital. This is reminiscent of “The Boy Who Cried Wolf.”

“I miss all of you!” You do? You miss us so much that you didn’t even give me a chance to respond. And then you do exactly what my brother did when he said he was done with me. You removed me from facebook and then blocked me. Whatever floats your boat! It’s just more of the same and proof I can’t ever believe a single word that comes in my direction.

This serves as a reminder that some people are not interested in their choices, the consequences of their choices, or how their choices affect other people. People like you and YOU do not change and are NOT sorry.

Next! Yes, I do read your e-mails!





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