Something interesting Id like to post since BBM does make some connection to my dearly departed parents and perhaps even grandparents.
My mother died suddenly after a day of teaching school in January 01. I was devasted. I was way too much a mama's boy and she controlled my every move right up to age 31 (that I was then). Of course, I let her. It was all I knew.
My stepfather wouldnt allow an autopsy. A day or so after her death, my sisters told me what they had known for quite some time: my mother had hired a private investigator to track my stepfather. He was living a double life as a gay trannie.
He never cried once in, around, during, or after the funeral. He often would talk about his 'dead wife.' The truth is, somehow, he killed her. More on him in just a moment.
I could not bring myself to see BBM for the first month (how sorry I am now) because I thought of the poor women. My mother was one. The deception, the betrayal. My stepfather withdrew all of my mothers funds and attempted to forge paperwork on what little inheritance I did get. Shortly thereafter came the news: he had stage 4 carcenoma, non small cell with squagmoid features and 3 months to live. His own daughters never came. I took time off from work with the man who betrayed and most likely killed my mother. I took him to chemo, radiation, and sat with him till the end. I planned and sang at his funeral. Post funeral I learned that he'd given all my mothers money and HIS to his lover who had already bought a home with it in New Orleans where they were going to begin a new life there post surgery.
What a sad epitaph. I've never truly gotten over it. However, my friends, you get around it!
Peace to all. My story is said- but thanks to BBM, I see a future.
Michael in Northern WV
