I'm often asked if I have any family. It's a hard question to answer. Technically, I do, and they all live in Tucson. My cousin and I are both only children and were like brother and sister growing up. I'm 18 months older than he is. When my mother was alive, they would come to our house and we would be invited to theirs, theirs being my cousin, his wife, and kids. His father also would be there.
But when my mother passed away in 1998, my father and I became personas non grata. In fact, when my father suffered the double stroke in 2008, from which he died 10 days later, I questioned if I should let them know. A very close friend said to do so, and they came to the hospice many times. I thought that now that I was alone, that I would be invited to family things again. But, no, it never happened other than being invited to my uncle's 90th birthday party two years ago.
Today, my cousin called me to let know about the graveside memorial service for my uncle. He died May 31st and no one told me.
I know how to answer that question now.
But when my mother passed away in 1998, my father and I became personas non grata. In fact, when my father suffered the double stroke in 2008, from which he died 10 days later, I questioned if I should let them know. A very close friend said to do so, and they came to the hospice many times. I thought that now that I was alone, that I would be invited to family things again. But, no, it never happened other than being invited to my uncle's 90th birthday party two years ago.
Today, my cousin called me to let know about the graveside memorial service for my uncle. He died May 31st and no one told me.
I know how to answer that question now.