This is the second birthday that my mom is celebrating in Heaven. I hope she is blissfully happy, and having the best time in the afterlife with the relatives we both loved so much. Her heartbroken son misses her.. every day. My mom was truly, the greatest gift of my life. My current living relatives are not worth a hill of beans.
Tonight.. my wonderful aunt the artist.. who thinks about nothing, and no one, but herself.. launched into her usual rant about her life.. and had to throw in a potshot about my "mother's vicious temper". My mother is gone for almost two years, aunt, you bitch. Let her soul rest in peace. I offered you business options to help you earn money, and you laughed in my face. Now,.., deal with your life.. without taking cheap shots at your wonderful dead sister.. whose shoes you, my aunt, would not be fit to lick the bottoms of.
My father.. the most self indulgent prick ever. Spends.. one hour at a time.. per month.. with his son. He's "Coming home to celebrate my birthday". We'll see just how. With.. dinner.. for an hour.. with.. no rememberance or gift.. for my birthday.. with.. being the PR man for his rotten extended family?
My other aunt.. the astrologer. rants on about her problems.. non stop.. without even inquiring about me or my life. If I start to tell her something.. she cuts me off "I have to hang up".
I happened to run into Barney on the way out of the building today.. We had a talk, and settled things. It was a misunderstanding. I hope to spend some of tomorrow night with him, and at least some of Dr King's birthday with him, after a meeting I have to attend on Monday.
My two best friends.. with whatever "Issues" they have.. are like virtual saints compared to my relatives.
I;m working on learning the sales pitch for Aflac. My prayer.. to become so immersed with myself, and my career, and to expand my social horizons,.,. that.. at some point.. not long off.. my relatives behavior does not faze me in the least.
My mom was the only one who loved me, truly. No matter how busy her social life was.. even when she dated men, had serious relationships, and many friends, she always made time for Mitch. We would have.. meals together.. brunch out on Sundays. We would talk to each other.. in person, and on the phone.
Mom, Happy Birthday. I love you forever, and I miss you like crazy. I hope and pray that you are having nothing but happiness and joy in the afterlife. You were truly the most wonderfui person. The rest of my relatives.. are nothing but selfish, uncaring.. id's . It's sad what you had to endure from all of them during your life. I know just how you felt, enduring what I am from every last one of them now.
Tonight.. my wonderful aunt the artist.. who thinks about nothing, and no one, but herself.. launched into her usual rant about her life.. and had to throw in a potshot about my "mother's vicious temper". My mother is gone for almost two years, aunt, you bitch. Let her soul rest in peace. I offered you business options to help you earn money, and you laughed in my face. Now,.., deal with your life.. without taking cheap shots at your wonderful dead sister.. whose shoes you, my aunt, would not be fit to lick the bottoms of.
My father.. the most self indulgent prick ever. Spends.. one hour at a time.. per month.. with his son. He's "Coming home to celebrate my birthday". We'll see just how. With.. dinner.. for an hour.. with.. no rememberance or gift.. for my birthday.. with.. being the PR man for his rotten extended family?
My other aunt.. the astrologer. rants on about her problems.. non stop.. without even inquiring about me or my life. If I start to tell her something.. she cuts me off "I have to hang up".
I happened to run into Barney on the way out of the building today.. We had a talk, and settled things. It was a misunderstanding. I hope to spend some of tomorrow night with him, and at least some of Dr King's birthday with him, after a meeting I have to attend on Monday.
My two best friends.. with whatever "Issues" they have.. are like virtual saints compared to my relatives.
I;m working on learning the sales pitch for Aflac. My prayer.. to become so immersed with myself, and my career, and to expand my social horizons,.,. that.. at some point.. not long off.. my relatives behavior does not faze me in the least.
My mom was the only one who loved me, truly. No matter how busy her social life was.. even when she dated men, had serious relationships, and many friends, she always made time for Mitch. We would have.. meals together.. brunch out on Sundays. We would talk to each other.. in person, and on the phone.
Mom, Happy Birthday. I love you forever, and I miss you like crazy. I hope and pray that you are having nothing but happiness and joy in the afterlife. You were truly the most wonderfui person. The rest of my relatives.. are nothing but selfish, uncaring.. id's . It's sad what you had to endure from all of them during your life. I know just how you felt, enduring what I am from every last one of them now.
