My step dad is getting married August 11. How do I know? My sister in law asked me on the phone last night if I was going to his wedding. He hasn't even called me, I had no idea.
Apparently I'm a little unapproachable. I told him when I was there picking up my mom's stuff that I wasn't mad, it just felt weird. I'm pretty hurt that he couldn't call me and tell me himself.
Whatever. All I know is, if he got rid of that lame ass astrology plate I made for my mom when I was in foster care, I will be pissed. I want to go pick it, and whatever else, up RIGHT NOW.
I know it's really none of my business, but I knew this was coming when he asked me if I wanted my mom's ashes. He should have been honest from the start.
I know my mom doesn't care-she is dead, after all. But for some reason, I do. I care a lot.
I'll get over it.
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All I can say is that I hope you were or will be able to get those things.
I hear ya!
Heck, I was still wearing Rachel Hoffman's "Rachel's Rebels"---one of those stretchy bracelets people wear for this or that cause. Wore it ALWAYS. It evidently got hooked in with my cloth shopping bags that I was carrying for grocery shopping. And it's gone. I feel TERRIBLE!!! What was the bracelet "accomplishing?" Dunno. Guess made me feel better? Which isn't really "that" important? Hmmmm. Brains are interesting.
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