posted on May, 19 2009 @ 10:50 AM
First let me say my dad passed away 3 years ago, I was devastated. My pop raised me. He had 5 other kids but I am the one he stuck to and raised, my
mom says its only because she left before he could. I dont believe that for a second. So theres the back story for my daddy.
I am mostly alone in this life. My moms side of the family want nothing to do with me. I am sure most of you can guess why. After talking to my better
half it hit me that if she were to pass and leave me my 20 year old daughter would be the only family I have. Since my dad has passed I have removed
myself from his side, its too painful to see them. They all look alike, so they all look like my dad.
The other day I was (ok I am gonna admit it here, to you guys) talking to my dad about this. I never really thought I was talking to him, or maybe I
did, I dont know. But now he cant give me a hard time so I talk "at" him. ALOT. It was along the lines of ... why did you leave? I am alone pop.
My phone started ringing, I looked at the number didnt recignize it right off. So because I was washing dishes I decided to call em back when I was
done. After the dishes I called the # back... I instantly knew the voice. It was my uncle Jesse, my dads bro and best friend. I asked him.. Ya called
me Uncle Jesse.. his reply hit me hard... "no sneak (my nickname my pop gave me) you called me, your name came up on my caller i.d." My name is not
on our phone bill, when I call out it comes up as my better halfs name.. not mine. He says I'm tellin you.. its your name and number right here on my
Uncle Jesse and I laughed and cried, talked for an hour. I do have family, a family that misses me and misses my dad as much as I do.
Uncle Jesse hadnt called me before then because... I look and act like my dad, I didnt call him for the same reason.
So, I think we had some intervention. What do you guys think?