yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My family My sister called me last night. I adore my sister. She put my nephews on the phone for me. They are the two cuttest little boys you've ever met. They are identical twins and they turn 7 this month. A. broke my heart. He asked me if I was going to be there for his b-day and I had to tell him I wouldn't, but I would come in January and we would have a big party then. He sounded so sad. I felt like buying a plane ticket right then and there. I would have if I could have. Those two little boys are so precious. They make me yearn for my own. My sis. and I had a good conversation. We've always loved eachother, and would do anything to help the other. However, there were a couple years there when we weren't very good friends. I'm glad that time is passed. She told me some disturbing things about my mom's marriage, though. I think if there's a slimy jerk out there, my mom can find him. I told T. to plant the idea in her head that "Yellowducky can come pack you in her truck and move you to AZ with her." We could get a place together until mom got on her feet and could get her own place. She would love it here. The warm weather would be so much better for her. There's better job opportunities, and so much more to do. She'd hate the traffic though. I'm the best one to help her out though. T. has a year-old marriage, the twins and her 2 adorable step-daughters to care for. Girl has enough on her plate. My brother would make any sacrifice for Mom, but he's still in college and just starting to get his life together. It could take a long time for her to actually leave the *&%$, however. It always has in the past. Beats me how a woman who is so strong and competent on her own becomes so weak the minute she gets involved with a man. And people wonder why I'm so bad in relationships.... I had a dream two nights ago about my mom. I dreamt that I got a phone call that she had died. I went home to Kansas for the funeral and my stepfather told us that we couldn't touch anything or have anything of hers. It all belonged to him. Went to the funeral and then back to the house. Everyone was there, so I snuck into mom's bedroom and found her journal. I figured I would take that if HE wouldn't let us have anything else. I started reading it, and taped into the back were letters from Mom to the three of us. I started reading mine and the jerk walked in, grabbed it from me and threw it in the fire. I'm very disturbed. I've never been much on dream interpretation, but it really bothers me that I had the dream the night before my sister called and told me what he was starting to do to mom. The good news is, his parents are siding with mom and are willing to help her, and her five brothers are all within a couple hours distance and would drop everything if she asked. Problem is: she's too stubborn to ask until it's a crisis. 8:26 a.m. - November 10, 2001 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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