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Pastimes : Where the GIT's are going -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (185195)	10/22/2009 9:49:48 AM
From: Oral Roberts	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

Making the peace is the important part. Otherwise it just eats you up. I was very upset with my mother for some years both for things she did and also for not protecting my brother and I from Stepfather. My dad was wonderful but 90 miles away and we only saw him once a month. But later on I decided I would remember the good times and there were plenty of those also and push the bad aside. Made for a much more pleasant life. Also it allowed me to not hate my mother which would have been a real guilt trip now with her dying and would have likely haunted me for the remainder of my life.

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (185195)	10/22/2009 1:50:07 PM
From: SmoothSail	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 225578

That caused me a lot of anger until I let it go. We learned to ignore her when we got together. The house was big enough that if we were in the living room and she came in there, we moved to the kitchen or outside. If she followed, we kept moving. We knew it was just a matter of time before she passed out. The trick was trying to keep all the grandkids from seeing it or being attacked by her. Fortunately that was a rare occasion that she attacked them. Something I think JXM even remembers is that she would collect the saltine crackers and sugar packets from restaurants when my dad would take her out. She would then wrap those up and give them to the grandkids for Christmas. Little screw loose there maybe?