I hate it when Im walking down the road and my memory & my conscience catch up with me. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother trying to make my family like me? Is it really worth the effort? Lemme explain: Mom has a heart attack, so she & dad need some help running the bar. Im in a damn good job and living in TN. My useless brother is living in IN, is out of work, and has some cash. Plus, hes 500 miles closer. Guess who shows up..... Same scenario a few years later: Mom & dad are moving from TN to NC. Im living in AZ. He lives 12 miles away from them. Guess who shows up. And guess who gets their gratitude. The 1 that showed up and the 1 that got the credit are TWO different people. Well, if thats the way its gonna be, dont ask me for a damn thing any longer. I will not be cheap labor anymore. And to think; all I wanted was gratitude.
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 21:43:54 +0000