My time

I wasn’t there when my mother talked herself out of this mess she created, she probably planned it that way. She had moved out of the house with just her clothes and went to get her new boyfriend, that’s also still married, and moved him to our small town. I don’t have all the details of the guy because I just don’t care, but I did find out he’s exactly like my mothers father. Let’s get into that shall we!

So, my mother has now convinced an old classmate of hers to leave his wife and run away with her. She so convincing, he did just that, even while his wife was struggling with cancer. You heard that right, while my parents are fighting over shit with the divorce, this other man’s wife was fighting cancer and now doing it all alone. Her kids weren’t JT’s, but he dropped them all like they were yesterdays trash. Well, that’s a little harsh since he was still keeping her on his insurance policy and sending her money “to support her during cancer”.  JT never had to file a divorce, instead he waited it out and she ended up passing away. 

While my mother gets an apartment with JT, my dad is now in the house I grew up in all alone. I got a call from someone telling me I should check on my dad. They saw what appeared to be a wall of some kind on the  side of the street to be picked up. I didn’t think that warranted a visit, so I called dad and he sounded fine and keeping busy. Few days went by and I got another call, this time “I’m not telling you what’s going on, you have to see it yourself.” So, I take a trip to visit dad and walk into the house to see two poles holding the ceiling and all walls are gone, the top floor of the Bi-level is completely exposed, no dry wall, nothing. I holler for my dad who’s in the basement, that also has two poles holding the ceiling and no walls.