Well I went into my Aunt Faye’s this evening and had the opening rounds of the peace treaty talks. My grandma was still very bitter with her comments and cut another deep wound into my already dead inner soul. She claimed that I despised my grandpa because I didn’t act the same around him after he got alzheimers. That tore me up again as I couldn’t bear to see him like that. I wanted to remember the man that carried me on his shoulders everyday as we walked down the toepath. I wanted to remember the man that was basically my second father as he filled in for all the things that my dad couldn’t do since he was in a wheelchair. I didn’t want to remember him as the man that couldn’t see or hear or even know who in the hell I was. Maybe that made me a bad grandson but I wasn’t prepared to deal with that.

I think we came to an agreement to go along in order to get along. She didn’t return home tonight though so who knows.

I will have further updates later.

Until next time…watch Adam Sandler’s Longest Yard because it is an awesome movie the second time around as well as the first time.
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