My family is nuts! Well, not my entire family, just a select few. And I'm not including John's side of the family in this - believe me that's a blog of its own. You wouldn't believe half of it anyway. It would read like a work of fiction! Hmm...there's a thought! I'll let you know when I'm done writing it!
Anyway, it seems as though since my family's matriarch (my Gramma) passed away, the family has went to hell in a handcart. I suppose they knew better than to mess with her & her mighty self. All 5 feet of her! My Mom tried to keep it together afterwards but it wasn't the same and the family had already started to go in different directions. The lines had already been drawn with us kids. There was one of us that was raised to think he was better than the rest of us - even though his mom was a teacher & his dad worked in a factory. Consequently, the rest of us didn't take too kindly to his parents either. He still maintains that attitude today, thinking he is more than he really is. He is the kind of only child that gives the rest of us "only's" a bad name. He's the only person I know whose parents remodeled an entire house for him to live in. And now it's nicer than theirs! His mom still comes over to clean his house & cook for his friends. And he will be 40 next year.
When I was in the hospital, I asked for him to come. I was missing "family" & people I thought mattered. I told him I missed the big family dinners at the farm & wished that we could do it again. He told me that when I came home that we would do it again - even though the old farmhouse was new again & not exactly the same. Two years have passed since then. I realized a long while ago that he didn't think I would be coming home or he just wanted to tell me what I wanted to hear since he was in front of an audience. So today my husband & I were shopping for Christmas Eve dinner & I saw him walking down an aisle. I asked John if he had seen him & of course, he had a few choice things to say. As we were getting in line, I saw him heading toward us. He must have realized he was spotted because he did an about-face & headed in the other direction. After I unloaded the cart, John asked me to move so he could get past me. When I looked up, guess who was behind him? You got it - my cousin! Knowing him as I do, I wasn't going to speak first only to be ignored. So, I acted like I was involved in my purchases. And then my text message. And then digging for my Visa card. The whole time I could see him watching me out of the corner of one eye. Maybe it was because he was contemplating talking to me in - oh no! - public or maybe it was because John was giving him the evil eye from the other side of me! So that's how it was left. Two related strangers going through a check-out line. Funny thing is, we were the close ones when we were little. Who knows what changed or what influenced his choices in abandoning his dad's side of the family. Oh yes, wait, I do know! But she is a blog entry all in her own!
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