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feeling: urg
listening to: Dir en Grey - Mask
Well, I guess the under-wraps story that I hint-ranted about a couple posts ago is a reality now. My parents have told my grandma, so that must mean they're prepared for the world and its brother to know.
My brother and his wife are separating. Apparently she's "not happy" partially because her family never gets to spend any time together, as both of them have insane work schedules... though if you ask me, separation is sort of a counterintuitive response to this problem, but... yeah, I'm no marriage counselor. Heather's being selfish and hasty... what else is new, I guess. I always liked her, but it was always like my brother was just sort of an extra appendage growing out of her extended family's side - handy sometimes, but more often than not just kind of... there. He never knows where she is, and half the time she has their son with her, which means he often doesn't know where his own son is and days on end go by where he doesn't get to see him at all. She's "not happy" and claims it's herself she's not happy with, and she thinks separation is the only solution. Which sort of destroys a large amount of the respect I had for her, you know? She's willing to take my brother's son away from him and kick my brother out of his home, and to put her 2 year old son through a divorce and years of grief bouncing back and forth between mom's house and dad's house - just because she's not happy with herself? I don't get it.
What everyone's really worried about is that 2 year old son. My nephew, for the slow out there. I always thought he was the luckiest baby in the world, surrounded by love on all sides and with a family that gave them their full devotion and etc etc. Now he's going to be forced to watch his beloved mama and dada go their separate ways, and he's going to be torn between them for the rest of his life. Not to mention those of us on daddy's side of the family are never going to get to see him anymore, because I'd bet every dollar I just got as graduation giftage that Heather's going to end up with the better end of the custody struggle. Partially because she always gets her way, and partially because her entire extended family, which is huge, lives within about 2 miles of her and will no doubt take her side. My brother's the odd one out, coming from a much smaller and more scattered family stationed an hour away. The instant he moves out, he's out of that picture for good.
I've got news for Heather, though. She is not going to take my nephew away from me. Or me away from him, for that matter. Pretty much everyone is aware by now that I'm his favorite person on daddy's side of the family; I still don't understand it, but he's crazy about me. The last time he had to go several weeks without seeing me, he constantly asked about me and talked about the time he visited me on campus and saw the "biiiig airplane, waaaay up in the sky!". More than once I got calls in the dorm from my parents while they were babysitting, saying he wanted to talk to me. At one point his mommy asked him if he wanted to spend the day at Grandma's house (meaning my mother), and his answer was "Uh huh! And see Becky!". At our little Father's Day shendig yesterday, I was the only one besides his daddy that he would allow to play with him and tote him around - a few times he even chose me over his dada.
Bottom line is, this whole situation is ticking me off. Mostly Heather. She's the one who decided to force this upon her family and her baby and everyone around him. All because she's supposedly not happy with herself.
I probably could've gotten this rant out of my system anytime over the past several days, but I guess I've been trying not to break my streak of nice easy stress-free days. Since finishing college I've had all this free time and have felt better than I have in close to a year... I've been waiting for ages for a day when I'd have time to indulge in the BLOOD fandom, and finally I've had that chance. I spent one day scanning/editing/uploading my Fanime pictures (more albums can be found by jumping back to my original album, Bekkichan, and following the links) and a couple more on my BLOOD-only Fanime review, plus I've done about 3 weekly translations of the members' corners, worked on song lyric translations, worked with other fans on BLOOD stuff that's too involved to describe here, and started a new and more accurate Fu-ki fanart. And for a couple weeks there Kiwamu and I were volleying emails back and forth like never before; he even threw in random small talk here and there, which gave me the impression that I've achieved the difficult task of getting on his good side. Been several days since my last email from him though, so I'm not sure now... *worry*... but anyway, life has been good. Bloody good. Pun intended. >_> So I guess that's why I didn't want to think about my brother's situation any more than necessary.
And now that that's out of my system, I won't have to worry about it any more for a while and I can go back to uninterrupted BLOOD projects. But right now it's time for lunch. Oog.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 6/21/2004 11:35:00 AM
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