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<blockquote data-quote="DammitJanet" data-source="post: 412010" data-attributes="member: 1514"><p>Star is right that we just went through this with my family acting like total turds from the moment he died until the funeral. It was as if I raised a pack of jackals. I actually ended up throwing a Wendy's cheeseburger across Jamie's living room...lol. Everyone was screaming at each other, threatening each other. Mandy called from my house telling Cory she had wrecked their truck badly and she was hurt really bad and he had to come home RIGHT THIS MINUTE! He was freaking out wanting someone to take him back home but we were all so ticked at him we wouldnt take him to the sidewalk. Finally someone managed to talk enough sense into him to realize that if she was in a bad enough wreck like she said, she certainly couldnt have driven the car home and she surely would have been taken to the ER. (She wasnt even in a wreck!) Then Tony got mad and walked out on me and no one knew where he was and he said he was leaving. I was next to livid during this whole time. </p><p></p><p>My dad died on a Thursday night. I had stayed in a motel that night. Like an idiot I had agreed to go back up and stay at Jamie's until it was time to get ready for the funeral. What I should have done was what I wanted to do...get a weekly studio motel rental. Wouldnt have been that much more than paying nightly. After all the uproar when we went back up on Friday night after Tony and I spent the day with my step-mom making the funeral arrangements, we spent Friday night and Saturday night at Jamie's. Tony and I left early on Sunday morning to go back to Richmond to just have peace. We stayed two nights at a motel. Sunday and Monday. Funeral on Tuesday. I should have got the weekly and saved my sanity. </p><p></p><p>Even Tony said he could see that Cory was winding up because he couldnt handle seeing his grandfather dying. I dont think having all of the boys in one house together and them all egging each other on was a good thing. They tend to get macho with each other...especially Cory and Jamie. Who is better, who does Tony love more? Who did Papa love more? Sigh. Puts me smack in the middle and right then I didnt need it. I finally snapped and screamed that it wasnt fair that they were doing that to me while I was trying to write his eulogy. It was my father who had died...not theirs. I didnt have any siblings...I was now completely alone in the world and what they were doing wasnt helping a danged bit. Now Im sure you know I have cleaned up my language quite a bit...lol. </p><p></p><p>Death, families and especially a difficult child or two make for some really hard times.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DammitJanet, post: 412010, member: 1514"] Star is right that we just went through this with my family acting like total turds from the moment he died until the funeral. It was as if I raised a pack of jackals. I actually ended up throwing a Wendy's cheeseburger across Jamie's living room...lol. Everyone was screaming at each other, threatening each other. Mandy called from my house telling Cory she had wrecked their truck badly and she was hurt really bad and he had to come home RIGHT THIS MINUTE! He was freaking out wanting someone to take him back home but we were all so ticked at him we wouldnt take him to the sidewalk. Finally someone managed to talk enough sense into him to realize that if she was in a bad enough wreck like she said, she certainly couldnt have driven the car home and she surely would have been taken to the ER. (She wasnt even in a wreck!) Then Tony got mad and walked out on me and no one knew where he was and he said he was leaving. I was next to livid during this whole time. My dad died on a Thursday night. I had stayed in a motel that night. Like an idiot I had agreed to go back up and stay at Jamie's until it was time to get ready for the funeral. What I should have done was what I wanted to do...get a weekly studio motel rental. Wouldnt have been that much more than paying nightly. After all the uproar when we went back up on Friday night after Tony and I spent the day with my step-mom making the funeral arrangements, we spent Friday night and Saturday night at Jamie's. Tony and I left early on Sunday morning to go back to Richmond to just have peace. We stayed two nights at a motel. Sunday and Monday. Funeral on Tuesday. I should have got the weekly and saved my sanity. Even Tony said he could see that Cory was winding up because he couldnt handle seeing his grandfather dying. I dont think having all of the boys in one house together and them all egging each other on was a good thing. They tend to get macho with each other...especially Cory and Jamie. Who is better, who does Tony love more? Who did Papa love more? Sigh. Puts me smack in the middle and right then I didnt need it. I finally snapped and screamed that it wasnt fair that they were doing that to me while I was trying to write his eulogy. It was my father who had died...not theirs. I didnt have any siblings...I was now completely alone in the world and what they were doing wasnt helping a danged bit. Now Im sure you know I have cleaned up my language quite a bit...lol. Death, families and especially a difficult child or two make for some really hard times. [/QUOTE]
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