Monday, November 4, 2019

Today's life lesson... When someone shows you who they are believe them

I have to go back a few years to explain this, back in August 2005 my Dad died. My brother was never close to my Dad, my Dad would ask him for help with things but he always had an excuse why he couldn't. My parents re did their kitchen in Probably 2003, they bumped it out & expanded it. My father hired someone to do that work & then finished the inside himself.  He asked my brother who builds houses & buildings for a living to help but he was always too busy.  So everyday after work my husband would head down to my parents house & help sheet rock, I went during the day & put up insulation. There are many occasions of me helping & my brother being too busy.
So when my Dad died suddenly my brother drove down for the funeral & then loaded up my dads pick up with everything he could fit, then came back & took more stuff. He took tools ( my Dad was a mechanic for over 40 years) even though he doesn't fix his own cars, rolling tool boxes, the ride on lawn mower & even the dog. HE TOOK THE DOG!
I went to my mother & said I would like to have the dog since you don't want to keep her, she said Joe can give her a life you can't I already told him he can have her. The dog died promptly 4 weeks later, just dropped dead in the house. I'm sure she just gave up, she didn't know my brother, had never lived in the middle of the woods & not with small children. So this 4 year old dog went under the table & died one day. I could have given her a good life with lots of love & walks & taken her to the places she was used to . But I digress.
The tools, so he took a rolling toolbox, you know the very expensive ones. My Dad had two filled to the brim with 40 years worth of tools. He left one beat up one for my son, AFTER he had gone through everything &  left bent screwdrivers & broken wrenches ( no joke), even though my son was learning to fix cars from my husband. He parked the truck in the woods on his property & let it rot away, he never drove it again, it sat in the woods rotting for 10 years before he had it towed away he could have let my son have it as he would have been driving soon.  I got nothing after my Dad's death, nothing at all. I had a few things he had personally given me when I was younger  & things his sisters had given me photos & such. 
So it's important to note my brother has said no more than hello to me in 30 years literally 30 years.  I think it's because when I was 17 he wanted to move out & get an apartment we could both live in  but I said I could take care of myself he turned & walked away he never talked to me again. The thing about him is he always  wants everyone to do what he wants & if you know me, you know I dance to my own drummer.

About a year ago my nephew came to visit before he left for Marine Corp boot Camp, I showed him the stuff that had belonged to my Dad, some photos, the challenge coin & his dog tags. I gave him a key chain that had belonged to my Dad. He told my mom I had this  stuff. She promptly called & said do you have your fathers Dog tags ? Yup. Well I want to give them to your brother, I said nope. WELL WHY NOT?!  They are not yours to give, they are mine & I said no. They are now locked in my safe for my son.

Fast forward to yesterday, when I called my mother. She said she went to a lawyer with my brother on Tuesday & had everything put into a trust in his name. I actually started to giggle. I caught myself. She thought I would be mad so she tried again. She said well I wanted to leave something to you, but Joe does so much for me. I said Yup. She said the lawyer asked if I had other children & I said yes but explained everything to him of you having a disabled husband & he said he understands. ( Not sure what me having a disabled husband has to do with anything). Ok.. still no reaction from me. I got off the phone & started laughing hysterically. I said to my husband I am sending my brother a card that says you win. The funny thing is does he want the prize he just won? The debt she is going to leave him with. I can't stop giggling to myself.   

 Today song: Gives you Hell by the All American Rejects
Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car
And did it ever get you far
You never seemed so tense love
I've never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are
And truth be told I miss you
And truth be told I'm lying
When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell

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