I am now listening to my brother in a jamming session in Kentucky thanks to Skype. He and I both have it, since we both have it on our computer he can call me in Ireland and talk as long as we want to and what is good about it its free. So I can listen to his jam session . If anybody reads this skype is a good thing to get. If you have broadband, and even if you don't , I have a friend also lives in Kentucky that just has dail up and she got Skype. Its really wonderful that you can do this and doesn't cost money. So while I am listening to this jam I can type away here.
Nothing much happen today, had to go to the bank and get a bank draft for some medication cups that I said I would get for the nursing home, so while I am off work with my back trying to get all this taken care of, so now the only form to fill out and send off is a form to get paid y the government while I am off work. Boy I need the money i am missing my pay check as of now and with this job we don't get paid for being off sick. Well I guess i could use my Holiday pay but that just wouldn't be right. Maybe this year we will get to take a vacation and have some fun. Last Year was when my daughter died and we had to go to America. I had to make the arrangements so I made most of them from here. She died on March the 19th and her funernal wasn't until the 28th of April. I had to have her cremated in Florida(where she died and her remains shipped to my brother house) I stayed with my brother the entire time I was back there. I think we stayed until May the 10th not sure because my mind was a blurr. She was still married to this guy in Florida but he didn't want to have anything to do with the funernal. He did tell the police (when they visited him to tell him she had died that he would like me to get in touch with him) which I tried calling several times and leaving messages then writing to him(which letter was returned to me, stating didn;t live at this address) I had never met this guy, but did talk to him on the phone. My daughter had told my Mom(her grandmother) after she left this guy that he was mixed up with the Mafia, I am not sure about that, she did tell me that he was a bookie and came from a rich family. Sometimes what my daughter said and what was reality was compelely different. I do know that while they were married she spent money like she did have alot, then she left him. I don't know why because my daughter wasn't in contact with me. While she was married to this person I started asking her questions about her lifestyle she didn't like that and got mad at me and wouldn't speak to me. I really think it was the drugs she was taking even though she denied she was taking drugs. Then one point she was telling me she was going to a pain clinic and they were giving her 6 injection a day, all of this just didn't make since. I am trying to figure out her life but nothing is making sense. I could try to get into contact with people because I do have people phone number off the police report but I just don't' think I want to go there. The so called friends she died with didn't even try to get in touch with anybody. As far as I am concerned she died around strangers. Neither one of her children came to the funernal. I know she wasn't a good mother because of the drugs but she did love her children. The fathers of those two children kept them from going I just know it. They had transportation there, by my sister. I have written them since then no answer back from them. No telling what they have been told by other people. Well there is nothing I can do about that. It does make me mad that her previous husbands can take this personally.
Boy am I rambling on about this. I don't know what triggered this maybe just the thoughts of my brother jamming at his house and going back in thought to the time that I visited there the last time. I was on going on vacation this year...... Have to think of where I want to go. I need to start dinner now so might have time to write more tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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