i am so torn about going. If i went it would be to support one of my brothers i am close to. Lets call them brothers 1-4 all younger
Brother 1 and i share the same father and the same fate in life where mother was concerned. The alcoholic beatings were directed at us and the emotional abuse at us. And at any given time one was the good child the other the rotten apple who recieved the beatings. Would change at the drop of a hat
Brother 2 was adopted out as a baby, just found him in the last 5-6 years, he is the "prodical son" with no bagage, separate father
Brothers 3 and 4 same mother different father, and their father was apart of our lives as well as theirs and brother 1 and i think of him as father.
I left home at 16, group home and foster care after running away
Brother 1 left home two years later walking over 200 miles to go to our bio fathers home town. He has not talked to her in over 20 years. brother 3 and 4 convinced him to go see mother when she was in palative care a few weeks before she passed. He saw her two times, and was at her bedside when she passed. Now feels regret and anger at not making an effort to renew a relationship.
Now me the last 20 years in brief
The relationship was on and off. One would contact the other, things would be good for a few months or a couple of years. Then not talking for 1-5 years
the last three fight in order:
1: brother 1 wanted baby pics cause he was having his first child. Since he was not talking to her, i said i would, we were talking. I asked for baby pics, she tells me she put everything on a couple of discs and gave to brothers 3 and 4. I asked for a copy and the answer was no, get it from them, she was to busy. Still on her computer, and a big fight since brothers are very busy and had not seen it yet. Called brother 3 to warn of a impending drunked call since that is what she does to him when the crap hits the fan. Sure enough 4-5 hours later a call that scared the crap out of him. Next day he calls me and tells me of this call.
NO sooner did I get off the phone from him did I call her and tear a strip off her that under no circumstances was she to do that again and if she wanted to vent in a drunken binge call someone else not her sons. I told her this long ago to not call me in a drunken binge long ago. Calls were just to dang difficult. She and I mutually stopped talking, after I told the brothers to take a stand and stop this madness and quite enableing her. I believe, I got an email saying may God help me for what I have done…a little longer but you get the jist.
2: When we were on talking terms, and after doing a farm succession plan thing, I thought to ask my mother for a rocker…in the will….that had been in the family for 3 generations. It was a place of comfort to me when things were tough. I asked if it would be willed to me and I did not ask for it right away. Less than 6 months later she shows up on my door step…15 hour drive with a rocker and two dressers from the same era. I was stunned and made it clear that I asked only for the rocker and that I asked for it to be willed to me not now since they were hers. She was quite adamant that I have them now. Fast forward to the picture fight and a couple of years later and I get an email from brother 3 saying mom wants these things back. I quite politely tell him if she wants them back to call me and leave you out of the mix and I told him to stay out of our fights. I get an email asking for them back, and I call her. Ask for a reason and "non of my business" I have been down this road many times so I said NO. give me a good reason and then I will. A few heated calls and emails exchanged and we did not talk again.
3: I find out from brother 3 a few years later that she is dying. She tells him she regrets that the last words I heard were words from her in anger. I get the nerve and call her. Something along the lines of " I know you are very sick, my deepest sympathies, if you want to talk or email, I am okay with it, I hope you are doing alright, We will talk again, call me or email me. I understand that she might not answer cause her type of ALS affects the throat and muscles in the neck first.
Ok now if you went through all this, and your daughter/son call you. You email them what are the first words you would say? I mean you are dying…I'm thinking "I love you" "I'm sorry" " lets start again" " Can we be friends"…lets face it, my call was peaceful and an olive branch. I got an email with these words from a mother who is dying and had not spoken to her daughter in 4 years "you called"
I was livid. I told her you know why I called, I said it in the answer machine and all I get is this. What the heck. This is where I was tolded not to contact her again, she wanted nothing to do with me.
This happened close to mothers day. I had sent two cards, one about sorry for your illness and one for mothers day. A bible verse in each, and God loved her. I got them back unopened with a letter in the evelope (she put them both in an envelope) saying I had nerve to contact her when she specified not to and I was to respect a dying woman's wishes. Brothers 3 an 4 could update me on her progress. My uncle and her current husband she says could not believe my audacity in trying to contact her and that something must be wrong with me. She loved me cause I was her daughter but that is where it ended.
Between the cards I sent and the letter from her, I sent her three emails with a bible verse about leaning on God's strength and peace and about His grace, hoping to keep a door open.
Then the next day I get an email from my brother 3 and 4 that they are directed not to contact me about her. That subject is off limits, they are respecting a dying woman's wishes.
Since then, there has been a wall between brother 3 and 4 and me. I did get an email when she broke her hip. And I found out she was in palliative cause brother 4 was lamenting on face book real deep, got worried and called this is where I found this out.
So that is it in a nut shell…Could I have done things different? I could have sent the furniture back, then I think, there just would have been something else. Could I have not blown my gasket when I got that "you called" email, probably, but again, there would have been something else. I did send 5 emails to her over the last year in hopes to open I dialogue however they went unanswered. I know for sure she was still able to send and receive emails.
Part of me wants to go to support my brothers, the other part to see what these other people saw in her that I did not or could not. Part of me wants to go to make sure she is dead so the nightmares end. Stupid I know. Part of me thinks she would want me to go, and yet look at how we lived our life. I am invited…if the family agrees…how crazy is that…no more crazy than the life we led I guess.