The Sting of Family

I called my fiance today after not hearing from him in several days - my suspicions were confirmed; his mom passed on Wednesday night. The funeral was today - I would have made the trip to Ohio, but I wasn't invited. Jason didn't know how to call me and tell me his mom had died but his family wasn't inviting me to the funeral. And this is supposedly a family to whom family is important - I guess future daughter-in-laws aren't family. It just pisses me off that I can't be there for my fiance when I should be. I'm just so tired of going round and round with his family and trying to be part of it.

Let's just say that in my mind, the guest list for our wedding has just been cut by 57 people.

Nostalgia?

I may be composing this for nothing, I doubt that anyone reads this, and that perhaps the one person who did continues to do so... but just in case;

Since I have no e-mail for you and there is no way to respond directly to your blog I am posting this here. I told you a year ago that I was happy for you - I meant that. I know everyone gives you a lot of shit for the things that have happened and that many do not encourage your choices - I know you were estactic to find out you were going to have a daughter and I know you will do the best you can for her. Now we both know I'm no wiz at math but I'm pretty sure Mackenzi has been born by now. None of us are perfect, no one is, but I know you will try to make Mac's life as perfect as you can. Enjoy marriage and enjoy your daughter.