Thanks For Listening

Tonight was definately an interesting night. I went over to my Great Grandmother’s where the little "reunion" was and it turned out a lot more tolerable than I imagined. My grandfather did seperate himself from his 3 brothers. If they were inside talking then he was sitting outside by himself or vise versa. The brother after him was visiting from Wyoming, and growing up my mom always believed he (Marion her uncle,) thought ill of her because my grandfather spoke ill of her to them, and told my mom and her brother that her uncle Marion thought ill of her. So growing up I believed they were wealthy pretentious people who didn’t associate with low class people like my mom and I. Because they never made any effort. Boy was everyone wrong!  Apparently he never thought bad things about my mother and her brother, he saw how my grandfather was acting but felt it wasn’t his place to step in and say something or try and make a change, so he kept out of the situation.

But tonight, he sat with my mom and I in awe and just talked and talked with us. And he actually LISTENED with INTEREST to what we had to say. We never get that. Especially me. If my mom talks they will all kinda pay attention, and if I try I am just interupted. Because I am not one of the "boys". But today Marion took interest in us and asked our thoughts and opinions and cared enough to make us feel like we had some brains too! I let him read the article and he just complimented me on it and it felt good. Thats not even something my grandfather could do. INFACT, in the middle of complimenting me, my grandfather over heard, walked over to us and was like, "yeah so I was CALLED to do a wedding for a couple in alabama I didnt know by another minister, and I got out my little black bible to do the ceremony and I just couldn’t bring myself to speak the words so I just started saying what came to mind, and they just cired…" HELLO, you freaking selfish bastard, that was MY thunder, go away. I couldn’t believe it. Actually, I don’t know why I am even surprised. Every time Marion tried to talk to me about my essay he would keep butting in with that story until he got it finished. He couldn’t handle me being center of attention. Nor my mom actually. Every time Marion paid us attention he would leave the room. It was crazy. He’s 68 years old, he needs to get over himself.

But all these years he had children and granddaughter thinking bad about his brothers, when all along he was the one with the problem. And how sad we were so brainwashed that we missed out on all these years. I so enjoyed talking to my great uncle, and he’s so facinating. He was a Psychology major and dealt with mental retardation, and his wife is …was a very well to do attourney, so they are both very smart, wordly people. I had such a good time talking to them. In fact, when I get off work at 7 this morning I am going to go have breakfast with them before I go home to go to bed.  I wish we had more time actually. I haven’t enjoyed talking to a family like this in my entire life! It just felt good to be complimented by a member of my family. Other than my mom, its never happened. He even complimented my mom profusly, and it was great! I love talking psychology with him! Getting into debates and stuff about theories and ideas and what we believe. Sooooooo stimulating! I am just like, in the mood to talk and debate about it all night. My brain is all hyped up on it and no one is around! lol…Frank is some where, I am here at work, no one is online….I NEED SOME FRIENDS….stimulating ones….people who have interesting things to say!