author: rialeilani category:
family,
girl thoughts
I’m so fucking angry right now. Actually that’s not true. I was for like 5 minutes but now I’m just indifferent. For those of you that read my posts about my ‘grams’ (here and here) this is the conclusion.
She called me twice on my mom’s birthday, and I wasn’t ready to talk to her. She called me again last night and again this morning. I was at tae kwon do last night and not at my desk this morning. I was going to sit down and write a letter today but because I AM the bigger person, I called her back. This was our conversation:
g: where are you at?
me: I’m at work
g: so you can’t talk
m: not really
g: so why are you ignoring my calls? is this how it’s going to be? you don’t want to talk to me?
(please keep in mind she is not some nice elderly lady. her voice is filled with sarcasm and neediness. also i called her crying on Labor Day and she never returned my call. she just happens to find my number on my mom’s birthday when she’s probably feeling an emptiness now that her daughter is gone)
me: I’m busy, much like you were too busy while you were here to see me
g: oh no. you didn’t make any effort to come see me!
(OMFG are you serious?! I tried on 3 different occassions to try and work something out with her until i finally decided to give up. Not to mention that C’s dad died during the middle of her stay here)
me: you had a car! I called you!
g: so this is how it is?
me: yes I’m done
g: ok bye (hangs up)
I’m pretty sure this isn’t what normal grandmothers are like. They aren’t this self absorbed. I’ve had plans to meet my cousin T for dinner tonight. I hope that the topic of ‘grams’ doesn’t come up. C thinks I should say something to T so maybe she can talk to ‘grams’. But you know what? I don’t care enough to want someone to show her my point of view.
As far as I’m concerned I haven’t had a grandmother since my surrogate Grandma died when I was 15. She babysat me every day from the time I was 6months to 12 years. She was a grandmother: warm, loving, kind. She baked me cookies, held me when I cried, let me talk about my problems (even when she knew I was in the wrong), she apologized when she was wrong and she never made me feel nonexistent.