For years they sat on my old dresser as painful reminders of how little he cared about us. Last year, I threw them away. I din't need them. That one side of grandparents have had no influence on my life. I have met that grandmother twice in my 16 years of life and the only reason I don't count the first is because I was still crapping my pants and barfing on myself. Seriously, if you want to show you care, at least visit us once every so often. She never even wanted to meet me the second time which was this past Summer. It was complete and utter chance we saw one another. I don't hate them I just don't want anything to do with them. They have cause me and my parents FAR too much pain to ever want to have a relationship with them.
We're going to continue on the topic of family for now. Tomorrow, I'm going to a funeral of a woman I have never met. My mother's aunt (or maybe it was great-aunt...). I have never met her in my entire life. I didn't even know who she was until my mom told us we were going tomorrow. I was surprised and a bit confused but whatever, lets just go and get it over with. I hope its not too awkward. Wish me luck!
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