my uncle died this week...he was almost 90 so he had lived a nice long life.. I had been his 2nd daughter, my cousin, only real friend all through elementary school, as well as her tutor. I figure she was dyslexic but at the time reading was very difficult for her, where as i loved it passionately!
It is confusing, because I was so close growing up with him and his family since they lived around the corner from my grandparents. Plus, he was always coming over to their house for one thing ...since he kept great amount of his stuff over there. He was always nice to me growing up....only once did I hear a remark that my sister and brother were smart because they had Jewish blood in them....but my remark was that my grades were as good as theirs( my brother and sister)!! But it felt funny and I know my brother and I knew not to tell my mom about it.
People are funny...they have good and bad sides. Well this uncle as well as all the other family members were against my dad marrying her since she been married and had 2 kids plus she been married to a Jewish man....a guy who my father was good friends with....in their eyes that was just fine but to marry was another thing.
This came up over the years mainly from this uncle to my mother who eventually just said that it is it i am not going where he is. She had good reason...and she never kept me away...just said if he said anything bad about her or our family let her know.
Both my brother and I loved spending time with my grandparents as well this uncle and their family....up until mid juinor high age. She went to different school, made friends and I was not as needed though i still went to stay with my grandparents and still see her and her father. I think it was hard for her knowing that my grandparents loved me in a very special way...though we always included her.
Well he(uncle) died this week....and i live over 5 hours away. I asked my older sister if she was going because than i could have had a ride half the way with her. But she has never gone to these things...i think she just cannot handle them.
My husband never knew him and my mother said she was not going even. I thought about over the years since my childhood and how whenever i would run into him and my cousins they were nice to me but that was it. I sent them Christmas cards and just because cards trying to keep a relationship up with them. They never answered.
My father wanted me to go with him but with out going into that history....lets just say my father has made it very clear that he does not want me in his life nor loves me anymore. So no i was not going to go with him....he just wanted me so it looked like one of his kids cared ....sad part is....i believe i loved this uncle more than he ever has... So yes a part of me wanted to go.
I wanted to go out respect of what had been in my life and his kindness to me as child..which believe me was not always there.
I thought about flying....but i dont have the money to fly into private airports and how much it would have cost plus rent a car.
SO i thought...well..if i can sleep well(haha) I will get up and drive there...get motel if have to....just sit in the back and leave when just the funeral is done. To show my respects...let his family know i loved him .
Well of course i did not sleep and could not go beside snow storm is now here...so i would have had to drive back in it.
I been feeling bad all day i missed his funeral. This is not first time this has happen. I missed a great friend and my 1st serious boy friend's father who still looked at me like his daughter he never had. All i loved greatly and wish with all my heart i could have been there to show their loved ones the same support i got when my brother died.
I am wondering how do you all deal with this? Yes i am sending cards off to them....and expressing it within the card but that is not the same and I know it.
There are other really great reason why i should not go...that would have created even more stress for me and odds are i end up getting sick on way home if any of those people where there.
But i still feel bad....and been crying off and on...partly remember ing well now is the funeral and now is the burial ...so like i was there in my heart.
I really wish with all my heart i could have been there. Do you understand....has this happen to any of you and how to do you deal with it?
My niece is getting married this June and i know she is having shower soon....so if i went to funeral than for sure i would not make the shower....and even now for how i been feeling i might not make it....and that is going to be such a hard loss for me if i cannot go. It is not like i get car and drive even hour ...more like 4/5 hours one way.
i just am curious how others handle this in their head....my niece i think will understand. the family...no they think i just was either too lazy or drive was too long....they do not have clue about how sick i have been. My father....cannot be trusted to get it our right ...he will say what ever makes him look the best.
so appreciate any advice and thanks for allowing me to let the tears in my heart about this out on paper for others to read. i apologize so long...i know i write long...teacher in me always trying to say it in other way so everyone hears it correctly lol!
thank you for listening and any advice. love lg
nderstand it.
But in all this uncle was grateful that his daughter had a tutor and a good friend to play with most of the summer. It confused me because my mother really resented him but than i did not know how he was against them marrying....how he made racial slur remarks about being married to a Jewish person and other ignorant remarks.
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