My father hates me.
No, really, he does. But, I know as a mother he hates me because he hates himself. I have seen him destroy many relationships. As I sit here and type this (with my children and husband stretched out in my bed) I look at each of them and I know in order to take care of them I have to take care of myself first. If and when I am having a bad day I loathe for a second. Literally. I have been having those a lot lately. It hard to smile through out the day knowing the person whom helped make you hates you. I try not to think about it much and look forward to the day when those thoughts are not consuming my every thought. I know it will come one day. Only because this is not the first time he has done this. I have a folder in one of my email accounts called “my craziness” and it is full of nasty disgusting emails from my father. Some in which I fought back but most just filed away because I just don’t have the fight anymore. And he is only going to twist my words anyway. I just don’t give a shit if I hurt your feeling, if I supposedly said something about your wife (which I didn’t), if my friend didn’t invite you to her wedding or if I didn’t get excited about your next “get rich scheme”. Oh my favorite “I didn’t ask his opinion on some property I purchased”. At almost 30 at the time of purchase I think I am a big enough girl to realize a great deal when I see it. Oh and have I mentioned my husband is a CONTRACTOR!!
Ah the worse part is now most of the family is involved. I think mostly because maybe everyone finally believes he picks on me and what he did this last time was completely out of nowhere. One side of me feels guilty and the other side is screaming finally someone besides my mother believes what I am saying!
I spoke with one of my clients recently and told her the whole story. I very much value her opinion and I have decided to completely cut him out of my life. What he does is abusive and I will not allow anyone to manipulate my feelings. Even my own parent.
I hope to always end my post with a little “nugget”
Baby farts are so funny!
The joy of family gatherings is what this Thanksgiving was all about. Having the opportunity to spend the holidays with my kids, grandkids, friends and loves is a real treat in our hectic lives.
One really cool thing that came out was an early Christmas present when Cricket and I were told by SisterP that she would love to join the blog and add her alternatively awesome two cents to the mix. I can’t wait for her first post 🙂
Alright… here’s the deal. Family. Gotta love’em, am i right?! But there is always a Debbie downer in the family. One that messes up the parade. The one who steals the wind from the sails (cliche’s, i hate’em)… the bastard (it’s family so we love them) that makes things go awry. Well… I have one. It sucks. I dream of a thanksgiving where the whole family (extended included) sit around and joke about the old times with no hesitation. Talk about the good times and the bad. (hopefully more good than bad…no one wants a pitty party) No hurt feelings.
But that is a fools dream. Instead we live in a world that try’s to impress. Even with family we try to “one-up” the other. Well guess what?! I could care less. By all means have lots of money. Tell everyone you have lots of money. But please make sure you have a will… or some estate planning documents… (that’s my profession talking) . The government shouldn’t get all your hard earned dollars.
I say it all the time… YOU HAVE ONE LIFE… make the most of it. (I wish I was brave enough to do this)
At some point you have to say enough is enough… “GET OVER IT”. But it’s hard to say to family. So I take a pledge… be honest. You have to say what you mean, don’t let it pass you by.
And boy-oh-boy… i love Halloween customs!!
Every now and then Cricket and I share stories and thoughts on Facebook about issues involving the LGBT community. We also talk a lot about politics, domestic violence, poverty, health insurance and overall issues that affect the little people of the world. Yesterday after a lengthy discussion about an article about the passage of VAWA published by CBS News that he had sent me via text, he made an interesting suggestion: “You know Mom, we should write a blog together”.
Sometimes it’s hard to post things to Facebook of a political nature because our family and friends are so widespread in their political and religious views. We don’t want to cause strife in the family, but we both feel we have a lot to share and a lot of things to say about what is going on in the world around us.
We both lead very busy and active lives, we both have careers we love, we both have family and friends that we love and cherish and we both see events and happenings that are unjust, unfair and plain old cruel that we want to talk about.
So here we are, our little corner of the web where we plan to post things we find of interest and our own personal opinions on issues affecting our world.