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My former step-grandmother, aka Ms. Lee, has died. My dad was married to my ex-step mother from 1983 to about 1991. While it was a short marriage, it was also during the years that I was in high school and college. I have a lot of issues with the woman that he married, but most of the really crazy/bad stuff didn't happen until near the end of their relationship and I was not around for most of it. But, the one really great thing that she brought to the relationship was her parents, well mostly her mom.
To give you a little historical perspective.....
My maternal grandfather was known to me as Pop. Pop died when I was 2 years old, but he was almost God-like in my eyes, well still is. I actually remember him holding me up to a big red ornament hanging from the ceiling when I was about 13 months old. There is a picture of it. I remember looking at his smiling face and being fascinated by his gold tooth. My paternal grandfather had a stroke when I was about 3 years old and was always in a nursing home as far back as I can remember. He passed away when I was in high school. My paternal grandmother had a mental disorder and I only met her once when I was about 10. She scared me, mostly because my father had such issues with her and his anxiety was extremely intense. My maternal grandmother, well, I could write a book about how much I loved her as a small child and grew to loath her as a pre-teen. She lost my trust and respect completely when my parents divorced.
So, being presented with "normal" people for grandparents was sort of a foreign experience for me. Mr. Van was older than Ms. Lee. He was retired and had lots of heart problems. He had worked very hard in his life, but his many years in the military had left him very emotionally closed off. I liked him alright, but he was very cranky. Ms. Lee was retired also. She worked many, many years and all of her wages were put aside for their retirement years. She was an amazing cook and such a sweet soul with a great sense of humor. She treated me very well during the time that I was part of her family.
My two biggest losses in Dad's divorce from my ex-stepmother was Ms. Lee and the kid that was my cousin, Jay. I miss them both to this day. Ms. Lee is now gone forever, which is not such a bad thing really because she had Alzheimer's disease. I understand that my ex-stepmother had dumped her in a home and taken all of the money that Ms. Lee had and blew it. God, she is such a loser. It totally blows my mind that someone as sweet as Ms. Lee could have raised such an ungreatful and irresponsible person.
Anyway, I am kind of surprised at just how sad that I am tonight upon reading the news on my old hometown newspaper's website. I did post a message to the funeral registry online. The funeral is tomorrow at 2pm. I wish that I could be there, but then again, it's probably just as well, since I really don't want to step back into the psychoworld of my ex-stepmother.
To give you a little historical perspective.....
My maternal grandfather was known to me as Pop. Pop died when I was 2 years old, but he was almost God-like in my eyes, well still is. I actually remember him holding me up to a big red ornament hanging from the ceiling when I was about 13 months old. There is a picture of it. I remember looking at his smiling face and being fascinated by his gold tooth. My paternal grandfather had a stroke when I was about 3 years old and was always in a nursing home as far back as I can remember. He passed away when I was in high school. My paternal grandmother had a mental disorder and I only met her once when I was about 10. She scared me, mostly because my father had such issues with her and his anxiety was extremely intense. My maternal grandmother, well, I could write a book about how much I loved her as a small child and grew to loath her as a pre-teen. She lost my trust and respect completely when my parents divorced.
So, being presented with "normal" people for grandparents was sort of a foreign experience for me. Mr. Van was older than Ms. Lee. He was retired and had lots of heart problems. He had worked very hard in his life, but his many years in the military had left him very emotionally closed off. I liked him alright, but he was very cranky. Ms. Lee was retired also. She worked many, many years and all of her wages were put aside for their retirement years. She was an amazing cook and such a sweet soul with a great sense of humor. She treated me very well during the time that I was part of her family.
My two biggest losses in Dad's divorce from my ex-stepmother was Ms. Lee and the kid that was my cousin, Jay. I miss them both to this day. Ms. Lee is now gone forever, which is not such a bad thing really because she had Alzheimer's disease. I understand that my ex-stepmother had dumped her in a home and taken all of the money that Ms. Lee had and blew it. God, she is such a loser. It totally blows my mind that someone as sweet as Ms. Lee could have raised such an ungreatful and irresponsible person.
Anyway, I am kind of surprised at just how sad that I am tonight upon reading the news on my old hometown newspaper's website. I did post a message to the funeral registry online. The funeral is tomorrow at 2pm. I wish that I could be there, but then again, it's probably just as well, since I really don't want to step back into the psychoworld of my ex-stepmother.
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