posted on Jun, 16 2021 @ 01:28 AM
More than any other time, this year has and is still shaping me. Want to hear some family Tea, if so read on...
Yesterday my father passed away. I had every kind of emotion. He had been sick for a very long time.
This post isn’t about him. It’s about me and my sister. She has been a thorn in my side as far as I can remember, pretty much my whole
Life since I’m younger. Well, this week took the cake. She has been absent from our family for the last 13 years, pretty much since my
Dad got sick (we all know those people). This year things took a turn for the worse and both my parents came to live with me. She wanted to separate
my parent (married 50 years) to take care of ONLY my dad ($$$) One problem, my dad can’t stand her or her husband.
Time goes on, both my parents get sicker and sicker. No calls, no cards, no Happy Mother’s Day, Happy birthday NADA. Oh we did get a call when my
parents sold their house. Fast forward to this week she shows up at my dads hospice with her husband and tried to take over everything. Keep in mind
its been THIRTEEN years. My mom went to dinner with her and said they had nothing to talk about because they don’t even know each other at this
point.
Here’s where I come in. I’ve been a caretaker for our two very very sick parents. Those that have done it you know what I’m talking about, you
know.....now times two. Some days were spent running from the ICU to the Cancer center. Some days were at Hospice then physical therapy. You get it.
Forget this year, I’ve been there for my parents for decades. It has been very difficult, but I love them. I begged my sister to help, nope. She
wouldn’t even answer their calls, they gave up. Only reason she even knew my dad was in hospice is my brother messaged her.
So now we get to the tea. Today my sister posted on facebook that she is/was being kept from my parents by ME..............................
She wrote a long rant which was composed of 99% outright lies, some so crazy it is humorous. Any other time in my life, I would have flew off the deep
end. I would have messaged her, called her, countered her post. I would be angry and hurt. You get the picture.
Something has changed in me. I saw a quote that perfectly described it. “Distance is my response, I don’t return energy, I remove myself”.
It really doesn’t matter what anyone else says or does, it just matters how you react or don’t react. It is quite liberating actually.
If someone gives you a gift, if you don’t take it, is it in their hands or yours? It is not easy to do, but I think this year has taught me to
ignore the “noise” focus on what is important. I was hesitant to even write anything regarding this “drama” but I think it might help someone
going through similar trials.