But honestly, if there’s two girls walking down the street, one with nice smokey eyes and a classy red lipstick and another with shoved up hair and no makeup; you’re going to be looking at the one who made an effort.. and if boys do prefer natural girls, why is it always the girls who wear the most makeup who actually get the boyfriends?
I’m tired. I’ll be heading to bed soon :)
Enough is enough.
Who are you, to beat down the person who gave her all? Who are you to play victim? Tell your children so they can tell their children, call relatives so they can call their relatives. Just to tell everyone we were wrong. First off.
Where were you the last 7 months? I don’t want to hear about how your Mother in-law was dying either. (No disrespect to her, she was very kind and loving.) But she didn’t give birth to you. You wanted nothing to do with her. The only times you came to even visit, was when you were on your way to the cabin or back from the cabin. Even then… is your only mother worth all of 30 minutes. Maybe twice you stopped by for an hour. While we struggled to get through it. While we needed the help. You weren’t there till 2 weeks before she passed. So you must be the good daughter… The one who sacrificed a lot to make sure she had the care she needed..right? You must be the good daughter.. who got on the phone and talked to your sister for 4 days about her coming to get your mothers car you stole, then they show up and they have the car blocked in, your kid is yelling at my mom and my aunt about how you told him NOT to let anyone come and take that car..ALSO while his wife is video taping the whole thing AND later tell everyone my mom was the one who tried to steal the car and that she hates you because she is in the wrong. Then you said you had a buyer for the car for $2700 which you later changed your story. Then said the car needed work to it and it needed to be smogged so you took what ever money you had to put into it back into your pocket. My moms boyfriend is an excellent mechanic who had the car running and we also have the papers proving the car was smogged and ready to be sold. Who the fuck are you.. To make enemies out of family because you have some bitter jealousy issues that you obviously need to work out. The night grandma died and my mom and aunt drove as fast as they could to get there. Mom asked, “What happened?” You replied as cold as ice..”She’s dead.” If your child walked in and asked that about their grandmother.. is that how you would reply? No, it takes a cold Heart’d bitch to say such a thing. My grandma begged my aunt and mother NOT to have an open casket viewing. She BEGGED. You told the service man you wanted to peek in before the funeral service to make sure she had her blanket in there with her. Today you had all your kids and their grandchildren in the room with you touching her and kissing her and taking pictures. How fucking infuriating. How can you sleep at night? How can you be so cold? I say this here, because we have done the best we can at keeping it in. Which is sad… Because i want you to hurt. I want you to feel the pain you have cause my mother for the last 7 months. I want you to feel guilty by going against your own mothers wishes. I want you to never be able to forgive yourself.
But as of tonight. We no longer speak. You are not my aunt. You are no longer a sister to my mother. Enough is enough. I pray that someday you will realize these things. You not only made an enemy out of your family but you made an enemy out of yourself.
and people need to learn that difference dammit!
I have to go to bed now.
Tomorrow is Grandma’s funeral. It’s going to be a sad and exhausting day.
I wonder what kind of drama is gonna go down. If anyone dares to open their mouths. They should know that it is not the time and place. I still can’t understand the human race. What kind of an adult can’t distinguish the difference between what’s right and what’s wrong? You make me sick, i don’t know how you sleep at night.
On a different note.
R.i.p Grandma. We love you. We miss you. We will see you soon. <3