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I'll tell you what I won't do. If you get into any situation that involves gambling or booze, I will not bail you out financially as I have done in the past. That means that if you get stopped driving when you have been drinking ...you are on your own. I will not bail you out of jail, I will not bail your car out of a compound, I will not replace your car.
I will continue to keep a watchful eye on my checking account and if I see any more withdrawals that I deem un-necessary or Gilby once again stealing my money from the ATM or otherwise, I will take your name off of my checking account. All the years that you did at least receive some child support and wages from your working for your sister and brother in law as a caterer/waitress, I never saw any of it. You never put any money in my hand, nor did I ever see the fruits of these monies in the way of food, clothing, gifts, etc, for yourself and your kids. You spent it as you wished. There was never anything to show for it.
You were happy to just let us provide everything for all these years and I was happy to be able to provide for all of you, but THIS is where I get pissed off....the spending and stealing like it is your due. Now I just don't have you helping yourself, but I now have Gil doing the same thing. It needs to end, it has to end!!!
You have the audacity to tell me that you ill never speak to Ed again unless he apologises for calling you a whore the other night at one a.m. when you were shit faced and had some strange man (to me) here in my home, that woke us from a sound sleep to the loud noise of your bedroom door being kicked in by him as you locked yourself out of your bedroom. Might I ask, where was your spare key?
Ed never used the word "whore", which you did admit, but whatever words he did use you felt like what he did say amounted to the same thing. Maybe so. if the shoe fits, wear it. You have brought other men home for the night or hours that you were not in a relationship with. Stop acting so righteous.
Ed is only concerned for me and what I've told him about , has him concerened. I think that a complete stranger upon reading what I have written , would be concerned. I owe you nothing, I owe Gil nothing and I owe none of my other kids or grands...nothing, but my love!
It's alright that I have to be in my grandsons (your sons) presence when I am in my own home and that I continue to buy his food, cigarettes, clothes, and put a roof over his head....all the while knowing that he stole Mike's pain meds ( oxycodone) and watched him writhing in pain as I had none to give him and he accused me to others that it was I that was stealing and taking his pain meds and I could not bring myself to tell him that it was Gil and tried to lead him to believe that he was getting his pain meds and it was just his imagination that he wasn't getting his allowed pain med four times a day. How..do you think that made me feel and how do you think I feel today when I think back on it?? The nice jewelry that Mike bought me. .GONE. Gift cards...gone, but I can live with that. It's the un-necessary pain that Mike was put through as he was dying that about kills me to think of. Sure, I know his pain med never took his pain away, never where it was bearable, but it did something. He noticed it enough that he thought I was taking his med and was not giving it to him. It tears me up inside thinking that he died thinking that was taking his pain medicine.

If it is your intention to destroy what I have with Ed...try me!

I do not come home every time and threaten you with selling this house as you insinuated.
You asked...I told you. It is not YOU that I am leaving this house to. I have eight other children and I give a flying fuck ( as you have said ) that they are set in life without receiving an inheritance( which is not true for all of them). It's what Mike and I decided long, long ago and it's the ONLY RIGHT THING TO DO!
If I am forced to sell this house because my funds don't allow me to keep it...so be it!
I haven't done things that I wanted to do before I left this earth as I have always tried to help those of you that needed our help out. Not fair!
WE earned our money. I worked making cakes at home, selling my knitting and crocheting, etc. Worked outside at a job and kept house and made it a home and the house is mine to do with what I want. You seem to think it should be yours because you lived here most of your life. That's true, you have. You lived here from the time your were 5 until you married at nineteen. Two years later or so, you divorced and came home with Ryan when he was one year old.

To be cont.

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That's All Folks!