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How dare you come to my door and act like you haven’t had your part in what is going on. Yes, the focus is mainly on him right now, but we are all well aware of the failures you’ve been having as well. Don’t stand in my living room acting all innocent. We all know the truth. We all know what you’ve been up to as well. Our lives are all in chaos and you could care less. You want what you want and that is all that matters to you. You make me sick. You truly make me feel ill when I think about you and what you’re putting your kids through, what you’re putting us all through. I can’t wait until this is all over. I can’t wait until I never have to see you or hear from you again.


Some things I need to say

Two bad parents in one – I just don’t get it. Really. You have been given chance after chance, threat after threat has been made. You know that this was your last chance, yet you blew it again. BOTH of you. Because of you, your children are once again in fear for their lives. They (and we) have no clue where they will end up since you have decided that drinking far exceeds them in on your priority list. We can only hope that the judge, this time, will allow your eldest daughter to be their foster parent. We can only hope that they won’t be put in a foster home full of crazy zealots who try to brainwash them so they can pave their own way to heaven. We can only hope that you won’t lose your parental rights and they get adopted out of the family. That will destroy not only the kids, but the entire family. You have once again proven that you are useless members of society.

The eldest daughter – You. You are the glue that has continuously held this family together. I know that’s been hard on you. I can’t imagine the pressure you are under. But I am proud of you. You are an amazing mother. You have been to those kids what you never got from your own mom. You’re loving, kind, compassionate, tough but gentle and more importantly, open. You let them come to you with any question, any problem and you never treat them like they’re bad or wrong. You’re the perfect balance between friend and disciplinarian. I know, if Judge K gives you the chance, you will make those kids the happiest they have ever been. Even when they scream that they hate you, even when they treat you like crap, They will be happy. Happy that they’re allowed to be real kids and live real lives with their real family. It’s going to be a long, hard road, but it’ll be a road paved with gold. You’re amazing. I love you.



Letters That I’ll Never Send: 09/16/10 – Write a Letter to a Child

From Here

Dear M&A,

Today marks a very sad occasion: your departure from our family. For the past 7 years, we have fought a battle that we never should have had to fight. Today, that battle comes to an end. For 7 years we, T, B, A and I have done everything in our power to help your mom and dad beat their alcoholism and for the first 5 years, we failed and failed and failed. We only got the state involved because we feared that one or both of you might end up dead if things kept going like they were. We had run out of ideas on how to help them. Nothing was working. Never in all my wildest imaginings, did I ever think that you would end up losing your family for good. That we would be losing you. Never did I ever think that we would have to say goodbye. That we wouldn’t have the option to see you any time we wanted or that we would have to schedule a visitation with strangers to see you. I didn’t think that we’d have to wait and wonder whether the state was going to keep you together or split you up. That there would be so many questions left unanswered and even more problems left unsolved.

I failed you. I did everything I could, but I failed. I had the very best of intentions in my heart and I know that in the end this is what’s best for you, but I can’t help but feel like there is something more that I could have done. More resources that I could have found to help your parents. More people I could have asked for help. I wanted to make your family whole again, but instead, AAP left, and the state separated the two of you from your big sister and practically the only mother you ever knew. Now, We will all be completely separated and there is no returning the family to the whole that we all hoped it could be again.

I’m sorry for consistently falling for all of the lies that your parents told me. I’m sorry that it took me so long to see their words for what they really were. I’m sorry that we couldn’t afford a bigger place so that you could come to live with me. I’m so sorry that my actions have brought us to this place. I don’t know that I would do it any differently if I had it to do over again, though. And I’m sorry for that as well.

I want you to remember a few things. You are loved. You are loved more than I can ever tell you. We all love you so much that this whole situation is killing us. We all loved you as if we bore you from our own loins. Please remember that it is okay to trust people, so long as you keep your eyes and mind sharp and clear. Know that there is good in this world and you are a big part of it. Remember to be nice and to appreciate what you do have. Try not to dwell on what you’ve lost. Make the most out of what you have. Take care of one another. I know you fight a lot, but remember that what you are feeling, the other is most likely feeling too. What you are going through, they are too. You two are the only ones who knows what it’s like to go through this. I promise that you will be each other’s greatest support.

We love you. We love you. We love you. From the moment you were each born until forever. We love you.



Dear SNL,

Dear SNL,

   I have never been a big fan of yours. I am sorry, and I know that this is something that you do not hear very often from people, but it is true. I have never really enjoyed watching you… That is, until you came up with the brilliant idea to have Tina Fey play quirky, down home hockey mom and vice presidential candidate, Sarah Palin. I loved Palin and the skits and the fact that you were the only thing that made Palin’s “quirkiness” easier to palate. I even loved the skits that poked fun at Obama and Biden. If you continue this level of comedic excellence, I may have to actually continue to watch and laugh for a long time. During the 2 hour election special on November 3rd, I laughed so hard that I think I may have pissed myself a little bit. Now like I said before. I know that most people love you, but over the past several years, your comedy, or lack there-of, has left a lot to be desired. What happened to the great comic geniuses such as Bill Murray, Dana Carvey and Chevy Chase? Why haven’t you replaced them with as high quality comedians as they are. I know that technically, Tina Fey is no longer an SNL cast member any longer, but I strongly suggest that you offer her anything she wants to stay on. You know, the usual, money, sexual favors, a private island in the Caribbean. Things of that sort. For now, I will continue to watch you, but you are on probation. Continually to be intellectually comedic and I will continue to watch and be pleased.


Early morning musings…

Tonight, Ted and I are going out on a date. We don’t get to do that very often, so, yeah! I am currently working on a revision of my 101 in 1001 (not books) list. I had completely forgotten about it because of mom’s passing. So, I will begin again in January. Emily will be home late tomorrow night. We (Ted and I) will be going to the apple orchard with her and the Mickster… Yeah!I’m still super sleepy. I think I am going to try to start to write a short story today… Something I can send to Jenny in my next letter to her. We’ll see… 


Today’s to do list:

  1. Vacuum 
  2. Write to Maria
  3. Finish 101 list
  4. Type up the other lists I’ve finished
  5. Start the short story
  6. Take a nap (hehe)

Dear S,

Dear S,

I have no idea why, after all these years, I still care enough about what you think about me to even be writing this letter to you. Apparently though, your opinion of me still irritates and hurts me and after all this time, because I am so sick of the pain and sadness you cause me, I have to set you straight.  I need this all to end. From this point on, I will not allow myself to care what you think about me. You have no idea who I am or what kind of woman I have become. You talk about “class” like you are the Grand Duchess of classiness, when in all actuality; I have more “class” than your whole family combined.

            S, from day one, you have thought me without class for three reasons that I can pick up on: (and from what H says) Because I am fat, because I am poor, and because I am a “bad influence” on your precious daughters. Let me address these issues.

            Yes, I am fat. I have always been fat and I will always be fat. I have a condition called Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS). One of it’s main symptoms is SEVERE OBESITY. Look it up and educate yourself. Thank you for making my already low self-esteem that much lower and helping me to continue to hate myself as you ridiculed how I looked, and in effect, forcing me to never be satisfied with who I was. I never felt as bad about myself than after I met you. I have finally realized that being fat does not make me a bad person or a lower class citizen like you ALWAYS made me feel.

            Yes, I am poor. So fucking what. I am happy, my bills are paid (for the most part), I have the basic necessities of life: clothing, food and shelter. Having the newest fashions or the best car or the biggest house doesn’t matter to me. Those things do not make me who I am. If you believe that those things make a person, or defines who they are, then you’re not much of a person yourself. I make me who I am. My actions and deeds and the fact that I am a good, honest, relatively wholesome and intelligent woman makes me who I am. I am finally learning to be proud of me and the small accomplishments I have made in my life. I am proud that I have kids who look up to me and tell me they want to be like me regardless of my weight or the fact that I am and probably always will be dirt poor. I am a responsible and respectful person who many people count on for love, advice and my seemingly never endless supply of time. I try to be there for everyone. I never go back on my word and I ALWAYS apologize (in person whenever possible) for my wrongs. Money, or the lack thereof, does not matter to me.

            As for my being a “bad influence” on your daughters, what a joke. Yes, I was a total brat when I was younger, and I didn’t always make the greatest of choices, but I was never the leader of the pack.

J has been a perpetual liar and thief since we were in junior high. She’s a slut who has her legs open for just about any pretty face who comes her way. She, until this last job, has been unable to hold meaningful employment that doesn’t land her in court. She doesn’t pay for her own car, car repairs or even her own drivers license renewal. You do it for her and she’s 26! For God’s sake, when will she ever grow up? 

H is the person who got me into the most trouble as I was growing up. It is with her that I first lied to get out of my house, snuck out, made prank phone calls, skipped school an did my general sneaking around. I was a good student until I met her. When I moved away, my grades shot back up. She would blame me for the astonishing amount of money she would spend, always telling you that I would pay her back for concerts and trips that were her way of buying my friendship back after she did something to make me mad. I don’t know where she got the idea that she needed to buy ones friendship. And I would have never taken concert tickets or trips if I had known that they were supposed to be paid back. My parents taught me not to take anything on loan that I didn’t know full well that I could pay back. I would never have been able to do so. Also, if she had told me that these things were loans, then why did she continue to buy me things and take me on trips when she hadn’t received a dime from me? H had sex with her best friend’s husband., lost her car, home and almost her husband. (I can’t believe how stupid he is to stay with her after all the times she has cheated on him, lied to him and stolen his money that was meant to pay bills.) She is a adulteress and a liar. She is manipulative and shallow. And to top it all off, she stalks ex-American Idol contestants. Like J, she can’t seem to hold down a real job and she gets arrested for domestic violence. I have to say that I really enjoyed learning that little tidbit of information. She also had the chance to have her college paid for and she never even finished. What I would give for that opportunity. She can’t even seem to live without J. She has to follow her everywhere in life. She couldn’t even take a math class without J. And she dropped out as soon as J did.

I have been happily married for six and a half years, I have helped raise my nieces and nephew, I am an “Aunt” to several children who I am not even related to because their parents trust and love me enough to be a big part of their kids lives. I may not be able to go on a fancy vacation or buy loads of big presents, but dinner and movie night at my house is just as enjoyable for myself and my friends.

Don’t you dare begin to blame me, even in part for what J did. I had no part in it and even managed to lose her friendship for a short time because I wouldn’t quit harping on her for what it was I saw. Sadly, in trying to help her, I even had part in the trouble she is in today while trying to help her. I am always there for my friends, even if they don’t like what I have to say. Your children, however, go back on their word, lie, cheat and even steal in order to get what they want. Remember that the next time you think that someone has no class.

Like I said, I am no longer concerning myself with what you think. I can not burden myself with your ignorant opinions. I know I am a good person, I know I have worth on many levels. Can being beautiful, rich and skinny sustain you for the rest of your life? If not, what will you have to fall back on?


With Deepest Sympathy

For Your Shallow Life,



Dear Amy,

I am so sick of bailing you out of situations. If I wasn’t so afraid of what might happen to the kids if I was not there to save them from you, I would just walk away. You have turned into the ex-husband who you left because you didn’t want your beautiful children to grow up in an environment that would harm them both mentally and physically beyond repair. You have become that person and I firmly believe that you have already scarred all four of your kids far more than you ex had. In three years, you have done more damage than he had in the 12 years you were married.

You really need to quit drinking. If that is too much to ask for, then you have to at least quit hiding it and lying about it. We are not stupid blind. We can smell your breath across the room.

You should not be marrying Michael. At least not at this time. He does not deserve to have to deal with how you treat him while you are drinking. You have used him for you own financial stability and he still loves you. He knows that you are still sleeping with your ex, yet he hopes that you will someday be faithful to him. You have exactly 2 weeks until you marry him and you have yet to show your love for him.

I hope you love him and I hope that you choose your family and your new life over your ex, drugs, liquor and all the bad that has tainted your home.


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