Post by ty1981 on Aug 30, 2008 16:11:49 GMT -5
Many of you know that I became member of this board because my grandmother...who help my parents raise me because they were so young...and my fiancee's father passed a week apart from each other. This was the time banana cream pie choose to act a complete fool...i.e. saying her kids couldn't come to the funeral if I were there, hanging up in my face if I answered his Mom's phone and a host of other things. Last night while I was hanging out, my Mom calls me and says my other grams died. I couldn't believe it...3 deaths in one summer. What in the world is going on. My husband called my future MIL....she talked to me a little while(we talked every night)....I call my MIL hotline because she is always on the phone and always knows or gives the 411. Within minutes my fiancee's sisters called and comforted me. I was still and shock and hadn't cried yet. We stayed out because both sets of my grams would want me to live life to the fullest(we ARE from New Orleans). Well someone must have talked to banana cream pie, because as soon as we walked in the door and looked on the caller ID we saw a bunch on unknown numbers on the caller ID....I figured it was my cousins trying to call me from the hospital. The phone rang about 5 mins after we got home....and it was none other than BMD calling to say that as long as I was with another man's family...mine would continue to drop like flys. I dropped the phone and ran upstairs got in the shower and balled for like 45min with the water running on me. I could hear my fiancee yelling. My fiancee had to pick me up dry me off and give me a sedative while he held me in his arms. I just wanted to share this and get it a little off my chest. Youknowwhat asked me if I had a superiority complex. I answered yes, not because I am more educated, not because I make more money not anything other than the fact that I use the good sense God gave me and the values my parents instilled in me. See I would never be able to do that to someone. It's hurtful, disrespectful and just plain tacky...and no matter how hurt I am feeling right now I appreciate that both of my grams had a hand in making me the classy, strong, compassionate person I am now.
