Another episode of damn it, WTF

Embrace your youth because they are shorter than you think. As a kid and a teen, it seemed like an eternity — now it seems like the years are flying by at ludicrous speed. Don’t take your youth and talents for granted… you might be able to pick up playing a musical instrument or write like it’s no big deal — if you don’t keep up with it… even the most gifted can lose it. Believe me, nothing is more frustrating than trying to do something like tune a guitar and realizing you have forgotten how — or what chords you used for a song. It is maddening hearing it in your head, but the ability to play it again is a daunting task.

Remember that we all get old, no matter how hard we try to prevent it — we do. Believe me — when things start to go south — they go quickly. It seems like yesterday I had no problem reading the side of a shampoo bottle or other small print. Now I am constantly fumbling around for a pair of reading glasses because I can’t see shit.

Take the time to appreciate your family while you have them. You are exempt from this if your family is as shitty as my current roster. Before my Mother, Grandmother, and Great-grandmother died (all on my Mom’s side) my family life was good.

I won’t lie; the last years my Mother was alive were the worst — my parents had a long drawn-out divorce. My Mother went batshit crazy thinking midgets were breaking into her house and that my Father was having an affair and hiding money. I sadly had to take the stand at one of their divorce hearings. Nothing says I love you like your Mother’s dragon lady attorney trying to disprove my testimony, saying I am crazy… which I am not. What I said on the stand directly to the judge was this, ‘My Dad is an asshole, but he’s not that kind of asshole.’

When the one who holds the family together dies, things change drastically. My Mother was that person… when she passed away suddenly from end-stage ovarian cancer (very difficult to diagnose), my Father instantly changed. For example, my Mother died at the end of September… my grandmother, who is my Father’s Mother, bought us tickets a few months back to spend Christmas in Mexico. Mind you, my Mother passed suddenly, oh and I forgot to mention I had to sign to get my Mother taken off of life support. Needless to say, I was extremely fucked up, and I have never been close to my Dad’s side of the family — they don’t really like me, and they hated my Mother. I refused to go to Mexico and wanted Dad to stay with me, but he refused and went. My grandmother holds a grudge to this very day — — but this is the same woman who was in the room when I had to discontinue my Mother’s life support. I cried really hard when she breathed her last, and her heart stopped. My grandmother started yelling at me, calling me an embarrassment. Needless to say, her ass got thrown out of the hospital.

My Grandfather (my father’s dad) worked extremely hard and became wealthy. He died a couple of years before my mother. I had just buried my Mom when a letter from a lawyer showed up telling me to sign this document, which was an amended will where my Father’s portion of the money- no longer goes to just me — but is split between my cousins.

It happened that fast. Money and death change everything.

The point of all this is to appreciate and cherish the good times. Work hard and never believe ANYONE who tells you you are taken care of and set for life. LOL, thank God I have always enjoyed working — I never relied on my inheritance. I walk my own path.

Well, this has been another episode of ‘damn it, WTF’ Sorry for the rambling. LOL