While the years flew by I tried so hard to make it work. I tried being obedient and tried fighting back. But there was no happy medium. It was either your way or the highway. So I took the highway. Leaving was hard but for my own sanity I moved in with a friend until that arrangement didn’t work.
So I looked for my own place, found it and continued to have some peace of mind. You once tried to patch it up but on your terms…which weren’t mine. I tried to meet somewhere in the middle but you slammed the door…it didn’t work.
So I continued to stay away – you never got along with my husband either – that hurt the most…and you never really knew your grandchildren – 5 of them….we all missed out. And now there are great-grandchildren – you would have had 9 of them. You missed out on cuddling them and holding them – but then again I don’t believe you were capable of doing that – or at least it never happened with me.
And so now that you are physically gone, I have decided to look beyond the loss and feel blessed with what I accomplished – and love my children, their spouses and all my grandchildren….more hugs, kisses and “I love yous” … because “we never got along”.