Talking to a friend, and she mentioned the fact that my daughters middle name is Phyllis after my grandmother. This lady use to be my world.... I spent summers with her, looked forward to every card and letter when I was young. Sometimes now I catch a wiff of the perfume she always wore and it makes me sad. She always called me her little Lori and told me I was her favorite and how proud she was of me. Unfortunately she was sucked into my messy divorce from the other side. She believed lies from almost 500 miles away.... never witnessed it on her own, but nonetheless got involved in something that had nothing to do with her. The authorities and judges that were here in CR did their due diligence and sided with me. It saddens me to know that it wont be until she dies that shell see the truth... And then it will be too late. I will never speak to my grandmother again for what she did to me and my children. And my daughter Lexi will never know her name sake... But my grandmother only speaks to 1 out of 4 of her children that are still alive. I think that speaks volumes. So as sad as I am about the loss of that relationship, I know for my own health and well being it is what is best for me and my family. I am a mother in spite of all the family crap I have experienced... you chose the life you live, the type of parent you want to be. I will be a better mom and grandmother then the example that was set by my grandmother. A parent should never cause their (grand)children pain. I know that someday, it might be in her passing, that she will grieve over her mistakes. I have chosen to learn from hers. RIP Phyllis... for I know that I will never hear your voice again. Not in this world.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 21:40:20 +0000
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