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Edited on Mon Mar-28-05 11:08 AM by IdaBriggs
My mother is having a hard time, and is starting to drive me a bit nuts about one thing: She keeps saying, "I wish you and your father had a better relationship."
I am pretty calm about the whole situation -- he and I spent most of last year estranged, and didn't talk for six months (a record) -- but he did apologize three weeks before he died, so we "made peace" in our own way. I visited with him regularly during those last days, making him home made bread and other favorite food stuffs. We talked about his upcoming death, and his concerns about it. He knew I was working on a book, but never asked about it. Then again, when I mentioned I'd received two death threats during my work on election fraud investigation last year, he wasn't really interested in that, either. (He wasn't what you would call a "good father" to me.)
The problem, which my mother understands, but doesn't like, is that just because he FINALLY apologized, it didn't make the problems he created go away. Our biggest fight (and the one for which I am disowned by my siblings) was over drug testing my teenage heroin addict niece. I went to bat as hard as I could, and he kept PROMISING he would do it, and then deciding it wasn't necessary because "she said she was clean now." Being an idiot, he gave her a $3000 car (after she totaled her previous one on I-75 while strung out on drugs) with no strings attached -- he even made sure his name was nowhere to be found in case she got into another druggie accident so HE couldn't get sued. In the meantime, he gave 'selectively edited' versions of the conflict to the different family members, culminating in a not-so-subtle diagnosis of me needing to be on "medication" which, it turned out, he's been saying to folks for years. Even sitting down with a therapist and having her explain to him that I'm not "mentally ill" but simply concerned that my beloved niece not end up dead due to denial of a serious problem didn't help; I'm the "crazy aunt" who wants to make my niece pee into a cup to prove she's safe behind the wheel of a car....
Sorry; off into my own little rant again! My father played us all like pawns in his own little popularity contest, and the pains to which each of my siblings went in efforts not to speak to me during his final days, the viewing and his funeral was depressing. I gave his eulogy (and weren't there some fireworks over that!), and did a great job at it -- my theme was "coffee" because my father drank gallons of it with everyone -- but, no relationships have been repaired (not that I expected any different). To my mother's further grief, I'm not having any problems with that, either; I'm a little sad sometimes, but honestly, I've had time to get used to it -- if they want to work things out, all they have to do is pick up the phone. (I'm waiting for THEM to pick up the phone; they have individually made it clear they don't want to communicate with me.)
My mother doesn't know what to do, which isn't any different than the last 34 years, and frankly, I don't think she should worry about it, because she needs to take care of herself right now. He might have been a shitty father, but he was still her husband, and I get that she's in pain.
I think its driving her a little nuts that I'm *NOT*. Sigh.
On an evil, ironic, laugh-because-otherwise-you-will-cry note, my niece is (still?) using again. One of the brothers who won't speak to me has had her living with his family since last summer. She was strung out at the viewings and funeral, they are missing over $600, plus the $40 it looks like she stole from my 13 year old nephew, and so he decided to boot her out the day after the funeral. When he went to change the locks, he discovered he was missing over a thousand dollars worth of tools. Turns out she's been pawning them -- isn't that a hoot? Maybe (note sarcasm!) the $5.63 drug test may have been a good investment....
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Any suggestions out there on how to be supportive to the grieving that needs to take place for the people I care about (even if I'm not speaking to them), while not being rude about my own lack of sorrow? I want to be respectful to the fact that everyone has different relationships, and "keeping my mouth shut" doesn't seem to be enough, because my mother will NOT let this drop. Help?
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