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Letter from my Aunt Brenda, emailed first thing this morning .
Deb is my mom, John is my stepfather (whom I cannot stand). They have been in Arizona for 4 years, and I haven't seen them since 2006 (John's fault). Feel free to ask any questions, and peruse old posts for more information. Everyone else mentioned is aunts & uncles, cousin, etc. And now, the email:
Dear Family,
Looks like a day for terrible news. First from Patricia, that Noah and Husna have lost their baby, and now from Deb.
Deb just called and said that John has been in the hospital again (a couple of days ago, I think), and though he refused to take the tests that would give a definitive answer, he probably has cancer. He was released from the hospital with the understanding that he will not get better. In fact, Deb says he has quit eating and drinking. She has already been in touch with hospice, and they are helping her to do what she needs to do. We had just been talking about getting her home for the kind of support that Winifred had when she lost her husband, but it is too late. If John has truly stopped eating and drinking, it is only a matter of days.
We siblings have a lot to talk about, as to when and what kind of help we can give (at least to get her home afterward), but we all need a little time to assimilate the news.
My response (which is NOT all I have to say, but all I CAN say to my family, who
loves him, and has never seen him as the whiny, alcoholic loser he really is):
Aunt Bren,
I am writing this to you, because if I send it to Mum, I'm afraid John will read it.
Laina & I have talked a little. We are frustrated that John is just giving up, rather
than going with a joyful spirit as Woody did. I think this will make his passing much
harder on Mum, and this makes me angry as well. *sighs* You don't need to have
me vent my feelings on the subject. I know that all you folks care for John, but my
loyalty is to my mother, so it's HER hardship that concerns me most...
I wish I had money to contribute to getting Mum home. I've heard that Jet Blue
is a cheap airline (I did some research in hopes of flying out to Seattle before we
actually pack up and go). I don't know what I can do to help, but if there IS any-
thing, know I will do it. Laina & I both. We don't even have a working car to go
pick her up from the airport. :( *feels helpless*
Ok, Laina needs me, so I have to go. Thank you for keeping us informed.
*big hug*
-Jen
See, my Mum can't call me, because John is a jackass and will listen to every word she says. It makes more sense to call Brenda, who is really good at keeping in touch.
I just had to get this out. More ranting to follow, I can only assume. I have a LOT of frustration to get out, just not right now. I have to go call my Mum & tell her I love her. Thank you for listening, my LJ friends. You don't know how I treasure being able to turn to you.
*squeezes you all, one by one*
-Jenny Gloom
PS. Pardon the icon. It was the only one I had uploaded that was remotely useful. See, it DOES hurt. But this time it's not my body, it's my heart. Please pray for my Mum, who is such a sweet spirit. She has always stood by her husband, and done what she thought was best for him. Whether he deserved it or not. Take my word, friends. HE DOES NOT. D:<
This is very long, but just couldn't be shortened. Bless you if you make the decision to read. No hard feelings if you pass this post by. :)
Link to Part 2: http://typsy-gypsy.livejournal.com/132565.html
Deb is my mom, John is my stepfather (whom I cannot stand). They have been in Arizona for 4 years, and I haven't seen them since 2006 (John's fault). Feel free to ask any questions, and peruse old posts for more information. Everyone else mentioned is aunts & uncles, cousin, etc. And now, the email:
Dear Family,
Looks like a day for terrible news. First from Patricia, that Noah and Husna have lost their baby, and now from Deb.
Deb just called and said that John has been in the hospital again (a couple of days ago, I think), and though he refused to take the tests that would give a definitive answer, he probably has cancer. He was released from the hospital with the understanding that he will not get better. In fact, Deb says he has quit eating and drinking. She has already been in touch with hospice, and they are helping her to do what she needs to do. We had just been talking about getting her home for the kind of support that Winifred had when she lost her husband, but it is too late. If John has truly stopped eating and drinking, it is only a matter of days.
We siblings have a lot to talk about, as to when and what kind of help we can give (at least to get her home afterward), but we all need a little time to assimilate the news.
My response (which is NOT all I have to say, but all I CAN say to my family, who
loves him, and has never seen him as the whiny, alcoholic loser he really is):
Aunt Bren,
I am writing this to you, because if I send it to Mum, I'm afraid John will read it.
Laina & I have talked a little. We are frustrated that John is just giving up, rather
than going with a joyful spirit as Woody did. I think this will make his passing much
harder on Mum, and this makes me angry as well. *sighs* You don't need to have
me vent my feelings on the subject. I know that all you folks care for John, but my
loyalty is to my mother, so it's HER hardship that concerns me most...
I wish I had money to contribute to getting Mum home. I've heard that Jet Blue
is a cheap airline (I did some research in hopes of flying out to Seattle before we
actually pack up and go). I don't know what I can do to help, but if there IS any-
thing, know I will do it. Laina & I both. We don't even have a working car to go
pick her up from the airport. :( *feels helpless*
Ok, Laina needs me, so I have to go. Thank you for keeping us informed.
*big hug*
-Jen
See, my Mum can't call me, because John is a jackass and will listen to every word she says. It makes more sense to call Brenda, who is really good at keeping in touch.
I just had to get this out. More ranting to follow, I can only assume. I have a LOT of frustration to get out, just not right now. I have to go call my Mum & tell her I love her. Thank you for listening, my LJ friends. You don't know how I treasure being able to turn to you.
*squeezes you all, one by one*
-Jenny Gloom
PS. Pardon the icon. It was the only one I had uploaded that was remotely useful. See, it DOES hurt. But this time it's not my body, it's my heart. Please pray for my Mum, who is such a sweet spirit. She has always stood by her husband, and done what she thought was best for him. Whether he deserved it or not. Take my word, friends. HE DOES NOT. D:<
This is very long, but just couldn't be shortened. Bless you if you make the decision to read. No hard feelings if you pass this post by. :)
Link to Part 2: http://typsy-gypsy.livejournal.com/132565.html