Another Gift from Beyond….

Yesterday was a pretty good day. I went to dialysis in the morning with my daughter. It was a fairly smooth treatment for her. She did not get sick at all or feel bad and she was giggling listening to videos with her headphones on for most of her treatment. I sat chatting with the older kids and the nurses and took care of a few phone calls I needed to make. My Dad had told me the other night on the phone that he needed to talk to me but it was not a conversation for the phone. I thought one of three things,see my Dad will be 80 this year. My Mother Passed away 15 years ago next month. The three things I thought was Oh My I hope he doesn’t tell me anything worse with his health, Possibly he wants to take my son shopping for school cloths.(this was a tradition of my Mom’s and Dad took over when she passed, All the Grand’s get new school cloths from her) or I was in trouble for spending something I was not supposed to and he knows about it. See I am not working due to several things, one my husband passed last August and he was the one who took our daughter to her treatments and appointments and I worked full time, Two I just had knee surgery two weeks ago and prior to that I could not walk for the last 7 months and three I can’t find anyone who is willing to hire me and work around my schedule and need to sit down at work. So that being said we are living on a budget that is smaller than our lives. For a while I had some money that was left to my from my Uncle and that was helping and then my Dad helps with everything else. It is a crappy situation for me and him. I wish I could figure a way out of it and I am hoping this surgery heals soon enough to help at least the standing part of the situation.

Well I was wrong all around. None of the three things I thought came to play at all. My Dad come over, It was a really bad thunderstorm and we sat and chatted while my kids acted like kids(they are way too old, 22,15,11) but they were having fun and really getting on Grandpa’s nerves. He can’t tolerate their immature conversations and the noise is also bothers him. Well after the big one went off with her boyfriend and the TV lost our interest we decided to go out to Lunch. Funny the kids were being annoying but he said on the phone OK we will get lunch, now it was 4 in the afternoon and they were starving and he was saying well guys, your big kids you can go in the kitchen and find something to eat. Well eventually he remembered and just He and I and the little one went out. It was a great lunch/dinner but the place was freezing cold. None the less when we pulled up back home I said Daddy are you coming in?(see he never told me why he wanted to see me in person) He reached into his pocket and said you know this is kind of late. See your Mother wanted you to have this, A beautiful gold bracelet, it is heavy gold and probably has some value. He had two of them they were slightly different. He said one was your mothers, and one your grandmothers, I no longer remember who’s was who’s but she wanted you to have it and she wanted your sister to have the other. I am guessing my other sister probably got something too but since she lives with him now he probably gave to her a long time ago. My Dad worries with my financial situation I will feel desperate to buy my kids something and pawn it. He knows me and knows that anything materialistic nice but I really don’t care about it one way or another. But what he does not know is I cherish every little thing they give me. I still keep an old broken ashtray from a incents thing he brought back from a trip years ago, I still have my Mom’s locket she gave me years ago, I still have all my kids first’s so many things and I am quite sentimental about these things. I have old curtains I will never hang nor will I ever get rid of just cause my Mom gave me them after she died. My sister makes fun of me how I word it but when she passed over the next three years my Dad slowly gave me little items that she picked up along the way, he would always say oh your Mother bought this a long time ago and here so I would tell my sister’s ha ha Mommy gave me another present. So not only did I get this awesome bracelet that will look very nice when I do ever get job interviews or have opportunity to go somewhere nice, I have another piece of my Mom or Grandma. Then the bigger top it off is My Uncle. My Uncle never had kids. He was my Dad’s younger brother and growing up he was the favorite relative. He was funny and always told jokes, he was cool if he caught you doing something bad he would yell at you and make a deal I wont tell your parents if this is the last time. He caught me with my first beer, first cigarette, and first joint. He never got mad just a little yell and lecture only one time I yelled at my mother and I had to hear it for a long time. Well this Uncle not only was a really cool guy he was very generous. He would rather give you his stuff if getting new, this has come from stereo hand me downs to cars to any thing you can imagine. Currently,half of my home is furnished in things he either gave me or left to me when he passed. He always split it between me and my sisters but they swore I got the better end because I was the youngest. Who know’s when he passed it was the worst. When my mother passed my uncle filled that void for my Dad, he was not in the best of health and gave my Dad lot’s of opportunity to hang out and go places together. He always loved having all of us over to swim and have bbqs he could no longer get out of his wheel chair the last few years but he was fun to play dominoes with and have a few drinks or just hang out and shoot the shit. He was a cool old guy. My whole family adored him. Well back to the story. My Uncle was fighting a law suit. I have no idea what it was for. When he got sicker and sicker and transferred everything to my Dad and had and attorney deal with all his stuff. My uncle was Smart and he made some investments which he left to my Dad and my Sisters and me. Well My Dad told me the lawsuit was lost a long time ago. I forgot all about it. Well it went back to court for and it was won There is some big settlement coming. My Dad said he did not want to hurt my feelings when my sisters get their cut and I don’t get mine. He said that he is going to keep it like a bank account and he will pay my bills and I can actually try to live off the little money I am getting. It sounds like he is treating me like a baby but he is not. My kids are used to me bringing home 800 bucks a week and money not really being an issue.Now we live on 700 bucks a month and its very hard on me as I am feeling like crap about having no money ever. So now I can worry less. When I want to buy a new mop or get my kids hair cut its not going to be begging my Dad, I will just tell him at the beginning of the month which bills and the amounts and if I need more I will tell him. This should keep me going while I figure out my other knee and heal and find work again. I wont be doing good and I wont be out shopping and spending money and having fun but I will be taken care of and that is beyond amazing. So yeah , I have a really cool Mom she might be dead and all but she is very much still giving me gifts, I will cherish that bracelet forever. I have a really cool Uncle too. I can close my eyes and picture my life with out everything he has taught me and given me and my life would be crap with out it. So yup even though my Uncle might be dead too he continues to give me gifts from the beyond also….

So with all the bullshit I have been dealt in life, I also have been dealt some really cool, amazing and generous people in my life and their words, thoughts and actions have molded me into me. For that I am extremely thankful.

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