May 1st

Sorry about not updating sooner.

My grandmother was buried in Arlington National Cemetery because that is where her husband was buried. He was a pilot in the Navy during WW2, the Korean War and
Vietnam. I dont have much information on what he exactly did during his service other than he flew planes into hurricanes for weather information.

My mother was adopted by them when she was like 7 from South Korea. Her adopted parents also adopted her “brother” from South Korea as well.

I was not close to my grandmother partly because she lived down in Florida and my mom and her mom had a strained relationship at times.

Apparently as a kid she was not allowed to wear jeans when she was growing up apparently because girls were not supposed to wear jeans for some reason.

The last time I had seen my grandmother I was down there with my mom and her sister. We flew down the Atlanta, GA to pick up some fine china and other items. My moms “sister” was living down there because she didnt work and at the time I didnt know she had problems with drinking and taking pills.

We were sitting and the dinner table and my aunt wasnt really making sense with her words and then all of sudden my aunt got up from the table and then came back into the room and got physically aggressive/abusive with my mother. I froze for a second trying understand WTF was going on. After I jumped in (not trying to hurt anyone) I was able to break it up.

Apparently my grandma was telling my aunt how if she kept drinking and what not she would wind up dead soon. The real sad part is that like 6months later my aunt was found dead outside a bar in a swampy wet area. It was not clear if a crime had occurred.

Like 6months ago my mom got this long letter from my grandma, about she wanted nothing to with mom because she felt like she was “wronged” by her and did not want any further contact. I think its rather sad exp. since my parents sent her money over the years.