For those who left me with some uplifting words and your kind support I want to extend my warmest thanks. I don't like to touch on negativity in the manner that has been displayed here at my journal with the last few entries but I guess in essence we all need those times in which to vent.
My family gathering, although stressfull, went very, very well. My mom and dad were very happy, and emotional, although they didn't cry. It was a surprise for them, I don't know if I mentioned that and my mom was very thankful. It broke my heart because she so badly wants to do right by her kids and innocently gets stuck in the middle of everyone's messes. My father, well he doesn't exactly know what's going on but senses that there is a problem. One in which he knows better than to get involved in.
As for my 'sister'? No, we did not kiss and make up....that will probably never be the case. My sister, upon seeing Pat, shot daggers at him even still and that was pretty much all she wrote for me. She had her camera and video recorder out in full swing and I swear that she would quietly call my name to look but I refused to give her that. I ducked around corners, left each and every room that she entered and hid behind other family members the entire time. My brother stood watch when I would leave to go outside to pound a coffin nail in my lungs and if he noticed an inkling of movement on her part towards the door, well, he would beat her out the door. Thanks bro! Sad that I need a body guard at one of my own family gatherings isn't it?
It's weird, when you walk into a room full of family everyone that you haven't seen in years is there with hugs, kisses, and laughter but what ultimately goes on after we are gone from that house is yet to be heard. In my family, this is pretty much par for the course, they are on the phone with gossip almost the second your first arm is in the sleeve of your coat. I really used to love being around my sisters but it just isn't like that anymore. I don't feel comfortable walking into my family gatherings knowing they are scrutinizing every move, every word, looking for certain things. Who would I guess. It's like those cliches in high school that would stand around and snicker because you didn't fit in just right.
And as for the man whom I have been writing about? Well, thanks again for all your support to my readers and commentors. Here is just another example of having to keep an eye on eachothers back. Although he has posted that he will be watching to see if any of us will post the names of his wife and children and that for now this matter is closed, I do believe that he is really talking to the wrong two people as far as Pat and I go. I will extend a thank you to him as well for doing what he did however could the threats just please stop. If it isn't one thing it's another. I am weary of this crap with this man. We have no desire to post their names nor any desire to make his life hell like he is doing to ours nor nary an interest in your life or family!!! Funny, him and my sister seem like one in the same to me right about now. Run with whatever you assume you know, throw around false accusations, slander our name, and ruin what could've been a long lasting friendship albeit a disagreeable one at times but all the same. **sigh**
Funny how people assume the worst with Pat and myself. We must do something wrong that make people think we are horrible people or something. I guess that I shouldn't be such a trusting person and see a bright light at the end of a tunnel of darkness when dealing with people who could care less about another person, their life or their feelings. Yet I should care about theirs...and oddly enough I do and I hate that about myself. As friends and I joke about occasionally, its about that 'wanting to change the world' mentality.
Does it pay to be honest? Hell, in my experiences in life I would have to say absolutely not!!!! My mama always said that honesty is the best policy. Perhaps some of you out there could explain that to me because it seems to have proven nothing but horrible outcomes in our life.
Sorry, this was meant to be a thank you, not a vent. It's a bad week for me. Christmas is only days away and I AM STRESSED!!!!!
Thanks again to all of you out there that give a damn......
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