It took less than a week for the family to split further apart than they ever have before, and all over money.
Complete with abusive text messages and passive-aggressive Facebook statuses, from people who really a) should know better and b) actually have no say or bearing on the matter.
It’s between my mother, my aunt and my uncle. It has nothing to do with us kids.
I think more people need to hear the whole story, and if they want to know it then maybe they should pick up the phone when my mother calls, or better off, call her.
I’m so angry I can barely breathe.
Fuck you. Fuck this. Fuck that. Here is my last fuck. See it fly. *chaffinch -like hand gesture*
So over the weekend, my grandmother finally passed away.
She had been ill for a while and it was expected, but the end was more violent and traumatic than anticipated. I was very glad not to be far away, so I could give my mum (who was her primary carer,) support as quickly as possible, but I was sorry that I couldn’t share that final hour with her and her sister.
She was a difficult woman, there’s no point in pretending otherwise, but hopefully her children (who she had a great part in dividing over the years,) have now been brought closer together and it would be nice for that to continue.
Personally, I am sad for my mother, w but I am waiting to feel something for the loss of my grandmother. It sounds awful, but there we are.
A lot of people are shocked by that, but I also think a lot would feel the same, if asked.
She definitely made life…interesting, put it like that. However, she died at home, as comfortably as possible, with my mum and aunt by her side.