20150111-2108. Instead of messing the original poster’s blog, I’ll add my comments here.
Okay, fine. That’s so true. Let it go. For example, yesterday at around 1453, I received a text message from my auntie Edith about her receiving a voicemail message from Mom, who reported that she told my auntie Malou, the sister of Edith, to let go.
Malou said she will follow what Mom advised that James needs her and that Malou’s own children cannot be there. Malou admitted that James has been there for her.
This is Mom’s mission, a blessed spiritual assignment, to advise people to let go of whatever hurt feelings transpired in the relationships.
Long ago, James had an affair with a member of a prayer group. We actually visited on that day when he was anxious to go to that woman!
Malou threw him out of the house, which they almost lost from throwing lots of lavish parties but got money from her eldest sister Norma.
She is now suffering from medical problems. A few days ago, Mom called her. Malou answered the phone and was VERY out of breath. Huh. Anyway, he got prostate cancer, a form of karma. See? I told y’all
As for moi, I have no friends because I’ve learned early in life that I was on my own, that kids have learned to lie, and that people in California won’t help and will let you get lost, giving the wrong directions.
I still think about the old chumps and don’t always know if they are dead or alive or doing well or not. It’s less stress on me and less trouble for them.
So basically, I let them go, or in actuality they just let me go silently, so as not to hurt my feelings.
Fin rant.
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