Emotional Day
Picked up my Dad's stuff today.......6 boxes worth of 18 years in prison. Two boxes are full of notebooks, papers, pictures, drawings.......ect. I have to go through all of it and read every word my Dad wrote.
One box was full of toiletries and a pair of worn slippers........I trashed that box.
Another box held his TV and his terry bathrobe.....the TV still works (18 years old) and the robe I will wear. The next box held his radio/cassett boom box, another box holds bunch of items I haven't even looked at yet. The last box held his bible, a plastic cup, a card from his niece, and the last Father's Day card that I gave to him personally (stuff that was in the room where he died). This will be very hard for me.......I want to take my time going through the things that belonged to him. Somehow, I feel like I am invading his privacy.......but, I don't think he will mind.......
I am a little upset with my Mother at the moment. The life insurance check arrived today. Mom had told me that she would sign it over to me, she wanted me to have it. Well, now since the check is a bit larger than we had expected, now she is taking half of it. I wouldn't mind if she needed it.....but, she has no financial woes to speak of, she is very well off with the man she married. "I" NEED the money and feel that I have earned it. I put up with my Dad's crap for all these years (everything was dumped into my lap) and I was with him every week the last six months of his life when no one else took the time to go spend time with him.
I am going to let it go.......I will be happy with what money I get. Money isn't worth friction between two people that love eachother dearly. But, I don't think she should have gone back on her word. That's why I am pissy at the moment.
Picked up my Dad's stuff today.......6 boxes worth of 18 years in prison. Two boxes are full of notebooks, papers, pictures, drawings.......ect. I have to go through all of it and read every word my Dad wrote.
One box was full of toiletries and a pair of worn slippers........I trashed that box.
Another box held his TV and his terry bathrobe.....the TV still works (18 years old) and the robe I will wear. The next box held his radio/cassett boom box, another box holds bunch of items I haven't even looked at yet. The last box held his bible, a plastic cup, a card from his niece, and the last Father's Day card that I gave to him personally (stuff that was in the room where he died). This will be very hard for me.......I want to take my time going through the things that belonged to him. Somehow, I feel like I am invading his privacy.......but, I don't think he will mind.......
I am a little upset with my Mother at the moment. The life insurance check arrived today. Mom had told me that she would sign it over to me, she wanted me to have it. Well, now since the check is a bit larger than we had expected, now she is taking half of it. I wouldn't mind if she needed it.....but, she has no financial woes to speak of, she is very well off with the man she married. "I" NEED the money and feel that I have earned it. I put up with my Dad's crap for all these years (everything was dumped into my lap) and I was with him every week the last six months of his life when no one else took the time to go spend time with him.
I am going to let it go.......I will be happy with what money I get. Money isn't worth friction between two people that love eachother dearly. But, I don't think she should have gone back on her word. That's why I am pissy at the moment.
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