Funeral

Flying back to Maryland tonight for my maternal grandmother’s funeral.  This is one of the things that sucks about not being in the same state as the rest of your family, you have no idea when some of the important stuff is going on.  No one thinks to tell you.  Apparently, she had been hospitalized recently.  So, when I got the call yesterday morning that she had passed away, well, it was a shock to say the least.

While it’s sad, I’m not heart broken over this.  I wasn’t very close to my maternal grand parents.  I always blamed them for how my mother turned out.  I figured if they were better parents then my mother wouldn’t have been such a horrible one herself.  As it was, they let her do whatever she wanted and she learned no real skills and didn’t even attend school most of the time.  If they had just recognized that she was bi-polar back when she was younger, they could have started her on meds sooner and she might have actually turned out to be a decent person.

Anyways, it’s too late for all that now.  While I know that it’s not expect that I got back for the funeral, I really don’t want to hear it from my aunt.  She has some pretty messed up ideas on proper etiquette.  I have a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach that this whole thing is gonna end up a  mess.  My mother’s entire side supposedly has some sort of mental illness or another.  They all take meds for something (mostly bi-polar).  Though, I suspect that the youngest one (who is also the most well adjusted/normal) may only think this because all the other sisters are actually bi-polar.

So, the thing I’m most worried about is my mother’s brother.  My maternal grandmother always babied him cause he was the only boy.  That’s partially the reason he turned out so bad.  He’s been in jail several times and he’s gotten mixed up in some really shady stuff, oh, and he’s a raging alcoholic.  The house that they have in Baltimore is actually under his name.  Plus, his mother set aside some money for him that he doesn’t know about yet.

I have no idea what the big deal with the money is.  My sister, dad and cousin think that something is gonna go down.  Maybe some of my aunts want to keep the money?  There are two aunts that are pretty money hungry.  The one is constantly in debt and has a shopping addiction.  I know for a fact that she and her husband have fought pretty severely over it.  And, I think she got a boob job.  This is the one that I think will give me a hard time if I don’t go.

I’m pretty worried about my sister too.  She’s the only one left at home now (well, besides my dad) and I think my mother is going to take this pretty hard.  When my maternal grandfather died she pretty much lost it.  And, since my mother and maternal grandmother are so similar, I think she might take this death harder.

Well, we’ll see.

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