The last dinner I had with my grandma before she died. I’d told her I loved her and went to my room to play the Sims 2 on my laptop. An hour or so later, granddad was screaming for help, and I found her lying on the floor.
And if I go back enough, dinner with my grandmother, grandfather and mom all there.
I miss all of them so much.
And my father is all I have left.
…And now I have my aunt trying to interfere in my relationship with him…
I love her can’t even say that I love her as family, but and I don’t care about her anymore. Not one bit. If I never had to speak with her again, I wouldn’t be upset. She’s caused us both so much pain that it doesn’t make any sense.
My father told me that she acts absolutely evil. And you know what? She does. She seems to get off on being cruel.
The same goes for my cousin. We used to be close, but then he got aggressive, assaulted my father and threatened me. His mother (my aunt) dismisses his behavior. She even cancelled the first 911 call my dad made when he was punched in the ribs.
My father is 72 years old. Why on earth would she “explain away” her 35 year old son for what he did??
Since delving deeper into the Bible, I have tried to tell myself that I am becoming a calmer person… but I don’t know what I would not have done had I been there when that happened. And I don’t know what I’ll do if my cousin ever comes near me again.
All I will say is this…
I wear steel-toed sneakers.
I carry a steel water bottle.
And I carry an aluminum cane, and even if I’m not as strong as I was when I was powerlifting in my 20s, those muscles spring back to the fore when they’re needed.
My cousin and I are four years apart. And what he’s done is made a chasm that won’t easily be sealed.
~J. Lyst
If I could freeze that section of time… none of them were in my life, so while I would miss my dad, I would have never had to deal with my aunt and her violent son.
Hey, Miss J! 
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