While at work, I received the unfortunate news that my Aunt
Barbara passed away back in Chester, Pennsylvania. I wasn’t particularly close with my Aunt Barbara in recent
years, but she was always such a warm, sweet lady. I spoke to her back in December when she first went into the
hospital. We had a great
conversation…and she made it clear to me that, when she passed away, I had “BETTER”
be at the funeral.
At this point I’m not sure what I’m going to do. Well, I’m pretty sure, at the end of
the day, I will be there, but it’s just so complicated. You see, if I attend the funeral, I
will most likely be in the same physical space as my father…assuming he attends.
This makes me so, incredibly
nervous. I haven’t seen or spoken
to my father since 2003, one year after my mother passed away.
Honestly, I haven’t spoken to anyone in my family in a few
months, not even my youngest brother that I’m relatively close to. Wait, that’s not totally true. I’ve had some not so great
conversations with my older brother.
He and I have never really had a good relationship. I REALLY hope this changes for the
better one of these days, but first people need to want it to change and I
don’t have any evidence that that is the case…sad face.
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