I am so sorry I have not posted as I had promised. Migraine season opened and set its sights on me these past several days. I haven't wanted to sit long enough in front of the laptop and just write. So, I decided that I would make the promised post since I have taken something for tonight's migraine and it has lifted just a bit.
First off, those beautiful books above? My sister picked them up for me while she was at Wal-Mart. She knew I had wanted them so she got them. I have yet to pick them up to read because, again, migraine season, but I am planning to read them when I do. Also, I am going to preorder "Howl' Moving Castle" on Fairyloot at the end of the month. They have a special edition coming out and I soooo want it.
Aunt Paulette passed on the 29th of February. My aunt had been battling both stomach and lung cancer for quite some time. I did not know how sick she had been. I mean, I knew she was sick but I did not know the extent of her illness. I am sorry for my cousin because he was an only child. Unfortunately, Dad cannot make the trip to the funeral. His health will not allow him to stand long and he gets tired quickly if he is on his feet too long. So, we are sending flowers instead.
Then, I recently learned that one of my friends from high school caught COVID-19 and it is now lodged in his heart. From what I have seen, he is in recovery but that was all the information I saw. No idea if things have changed since the last post or if he has gone home. I am hoping to see something soon. If not, I will see if Bill knows anything about his brother.
Do you remember when I told you I was struggling with things I had learned about my family? You know the Skeletons that I found within the closets? Well, I think it is time I finally face them. One night while going through the bottom doors of my mother's curio cabinet, I found some old papers. These papers are very brittle and some need to be laminated to keep them from deteriorating more than they were when I found them.
This paper -
hid a lie. My grandparents always insisted that they had been married in November in the late 1940s/early 1950s before my Mother was born. This disproves this. Everything I believed they told me had been a lie. A lie, I am certain, they hoped would never come alive.
And maybe - no, I am certain my Mother knew.
Knew or she had found out because there is a hazy memory where I remember when my grandfather had passed away and my Mother was going through my grandfather's safe he had. I think she had found those papers. I remember my Mom was angry at my grandmother over something. I never asked why because it was not my business.
And even if I had asked my Mom would have said I was too young to know. So, I just left it alone until we found it.
I asked my Dad if he knew but he claimed he didn't and I believe him because he was not around when Mom and my grandmother went through the safe. Now, she may have said something to him but he doesn't recall any of it. He was surprised when I showed him because, like me and Becky, we believed the November anniversary.
I am ending this. My migraine is coming back and I need to get offline. See you later.