We'll see what I get first....
Oh, and just so everyone knows, I am coming to PA/NY soon and I will hunt people down, kick everyone's ass who is unwilling to cooperate and take what I need & want. If you think this will not happen, ask the b..ch from subway.... she didn't think I'd do it, either! I've been patient and tried to play along, but everyone's about to see the ugly side of me. When I tell people I'll do something, I do it. I expect the same in return; it's not difficult. See you in a month...
This is what my aunt Patience posted on our family site this morning. And she's not being sarcastic or funny, she's mad and she's looking to kick some ass. My other aunts in PA, Cindy and Yulanda, have been promising to do certain things since my grandma died. One thing was my grandma had two huge trunks full of pictures and personal items, when she died my aunt Cindy was living with her, but didn't want to continue living in the trailer after she passed. That's understandable. So they sold the trailer to one of my mom's nieces (other side of my family) and Yulanda had said she would come and get these trunks before Cindy had to move. Well Yulanda is a best flighty, most of the time she is just plain unreliable. She was actually late to BOTH of her parents funerals, selfish.
I knew when we were in PA for the funeral that she would never come to get those trunks, but I kept quiet. I didn't want to start the inevitable war between the siblings. I knew though that we (my dad, Patience, and I) should have just taken the damn trunks to KS with us and she would never miss them. I wish I had just suggested it. A few weeks ago my dad mentioned to me that Yulanda still hadn't been by to get them and Cindy was moving in days and "couldn't take them with her" yeah sure whatever, she pisses most of us off too. I was upset, almost to tears. Those trunks hold pictures from my grandparents, my dads, and my childhood(s). I want those pictures and if they are too selfish to see the importance of the pictures then they should be given to me. My dad suggested I call my aunt Cindy and see if she would take them with her until my parents came out in May, then they would bring them to me. Instead I called in the big gun, Patience. I told her about it and she was livid. She was most angry because she personally spent days going through the entire trailer looking through everything to make sure nothing personal of my grandparents was left behind and she put it all in those trunks.
She said that Cindy needed to take it with her and then someone would eventually pick it up and she said (while pointing at me) "And then it needs to go to YOU". Made me feel good. I am pretty sure in saying I am the most family oriented in the family, my cousins and aunts maybe oriented in THEIR own small family, but the entire family that would be me. I ask about everyone, I send everyone pictures at least 2 times a year (I used to every month, but I just can't anymore I have too much to do anymore), I keep in touch with everyone come hell or high water.
Also, I will say I am GLAD it's not ME Patience is angry with. I have rarely been on the ugly side of her, but I've seen it enough to know I NEVER want to go there again. She's only barely 5 feet tall and maybe 120lbs, but she is a ball of hell fire and brimstone, a force to be reckoned with. And she did punch a lady in Subway once, but that's a story for another day.
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