Sunday, December 15, 2013
I thought family was suppose to stick together thru thick and thin. Be there for each other no matter what. Well, here is a shocker for you.. My own father disowned me three years ago after I got into a heated argument with his wife. My mother even called the old bee up and chewed her out for saying aweful things to me. I haven't heard from him since then. A few minutes ago my mom called me trying to get ahold of him. My uncle, his oldest brother died. I told her I haven't a clue where he is.
I'm better off just having my own family, my mom, and my little brother to worry about. I still love my oldest brother but I never see him. He doesn't make a effort, didn't even appreciate me coming to his last wedding. My sister lives a few states away. We aren't close, and my other brother died when I was eleven.
I've got my husband, my boys, my mom, and my little brother. That's more than enough family for me.
Reminds me if the scarfs I made yesterday. I used two skeins at a time to make them up quick.. Goes to show though, I doesn't matter how many times you join the colors, they are all different.