they hadn't before. It's such a shame that it took the impending death
of my grandfather to make my mother's family and the family of my
grandfather's second wife closer than we had been in the past. We're so
much alike, a fact that my father pointed out in the car ride home from
the hospice where my grandfather is spending his last few days of life.
We each have our counterparts in the other family, it's uncanny. That
being said, I know my mother feels like she's being supplanted by her
"other", who, in a remarkable turn of events, has the same name as her.
I still feel like acquaintances to them, I know I'm not the only one. I
would have to liked to known them better. It's just so weird that we've
had more to talk about in the past two days that in the entire eight
years our families have been brought together by marriage. Although,
blending families rarely goes as smoothly as it did on "The Brady
Bunch". Look at "Step By Step".
I haven't felt this close to my parents in years. It's hard to believe
the circumstances that are bringing this about. God indeed works in
mysterious ways. I feel so close to them now, but there's still that one
thing that's coming between us. It's so strange to feel so out of place
in your own family. I want to tell them; I need to tell them. I think I
may finally have gotten the push I needed to make this happen, or at
least enough of one to move my...revelation from the back burner to the
front. But we'll see how the rest of the week goes.
P.S. Is it wrong for me to have a crush on a step-cousin? It's not like
we're actually related. It's more like a legal technicality. Trust me.
If you saw him, you'd understand.
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