Oh family foresaken
I went to the late night visiting hour to see mom and make sure she went to sleep a little more comfortable than I had seen her midday. I walked into a gaggle of girls, nieces and sister-in-laws all lined up around her bed. Which is good. In the center was my niece who chose to lecture me and turn away from me because of my affair – now mind you, she met her own husband when she was engaged to be married to a very nice man, but I digress. She named her daughter after me too. Again I digress. I wanted to tell her that she and her dimwitted husband who called me to tell me he thought I was coming onto him are both out of their blooming minds. But instead, I watched her seeing my mom for the first time since she’s been in the hospital, tears in her eyes, and I thought, families are so fucked up and so are people, and so are situations that can suddenly make or break years old relations and you know what, I just left the hospital feeling like I had a tube down my throat and I wasn’t quite sure I knew if living to see all of the grand plan worked out was really that noble a cause after all.