Sisters having fun with Mom’s obit.

 

1. Also notice that baby sis still can’t spell her name right. Rachel. Not Rachele, or Rachelle, it’s Rachel. On your birth certificate.

   Posted by Christopher       12/19/2014  at  06:31 AM  



2. I’ve seen worse Christopher.  Much worse.

   Posted by grayjohn       12/19/2014  at  07:12 AM  



3. I’ve learned that extreme patience is often needed at a time like this. Just let it go; a sappy obit won’t hurt you, and if it makes them feel better then what’s the harm? Besides, I’ve also seen far worse.

   Posted by Drew458       12/19/2014  at  08:51 AM  



4. Yes Christopher - I have to agree - I’ve seen much worse.

   And my family can not understand why I would not go to a ‘memorial luncheon’ for my sister - no church service (lapsed and hate filled Catholic that she was) nor a funeral or anything else. Just a lunch. Had it been at home (even catered) - I would have gone. Maybe - but since she practically spit in my face the last time we saw each other, maybe not.

   And none of the surviving siblings came to my Mom’s funeral. But the hate-filled sister, obviously raised her children well before she went off the rails - the 4 sons who were in the country - came to their Nana’s funeral.

   Posted by wardmama4       12/19/2014  at  09:33 AM  



5. Guess my attempt at humor flopped. I’d still like to meet the ‘three beautiful children’ Mom had. I know the three she did have. One is the ugliest Son of a— Mom wasn’t a bitch. Not that she couldn’t be. I remember her bitching Larry out many times. He deserved the bitching every time.

   Surprisingly, no sibling hate involved. No fighting for inheritance. There isn’t anything anyway. While I disapprove of one sister’s lifestyle, she and her ‘partner’ are always welcome. We are all on surprisingly good terms. We’ve really never fought.

   Always thought my family was disfunctional. Guess not. Well, probably we are, but compared to stories I read? We are good. Think it helps that we are all over 50 now and don’t care.

   My wife’s Mom had a sister like that. Mom-in-law got even, I guess. Outlived sister by two months. They fought over some of their Mom’s jewelry. Life’s too short to fight over stuff like that.

   I get to be lead pallbearer at Mom’s funeral. A once-in-a-lifetime experience. Thank God I only have to do this once.

   Posted by Christopher       12/19/2014  at  01:34 PM  



6. There are at least 50 shades of dysfunction.

   Posted by grayjohn       12/19/2014  at  06:27 PM  



7. Tried to read those books grayjohn. 50 shades of junk.

   Posted by Christopher       12/19/2014  at  10:57 PM  



8. Agreed.  I just like the shades of dysfunction part.  Dissing the title is a moral obligation.

   Posted by grayjohn       12/21/2014  at  06:57 AM  

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