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<blockquote data-quote="Sue C" data-source="post: 7921" data-attributes="member: 87"><p>My day? Well, Christmas Eve husband, Melissa & I and my sister's family were at my Mom's house. Melissa was GREAT. She was in a good mood and very gracious about her gifts. My sister's 23-yr-old difficult child occasionally used the "F" word in front of my mother, and she was loud and obnoxious--says what she wants to. My sisters 2 daughters and 1 son (ages 22 through 25) were not gracious about their gifts, and I am HOPING my mom did not hear their comments. My sister's two daughters, the difficult child and the easy child/know-it-all had an altercation in which one got punched in the face. Thank goodness it was minutes before we were leaving. I'd seen enough.</p><p></p><p>Christmas Day Angela & her husband came over here, and we had a nice time. It started out a teensy rocky when she acted all hurt that because I wouldn't cook anything vegetarian for her and she had to bring her own salmon and make it. She went on to say how her father-in-law always makes the most delicious vegetarian main dish JUST FOR HER when she eats there. Well, whoopee is what I say. </p><p></p><p>The worst part of my Christmas? My uncle called and SCREAMED and SWORE at my husband on the phone. He wanted to talk to me and my wonderful husband would not let him. It's a long story, but the short story is my dad and uncle (his half brother) had a falling out many years ago and my dad's dying wishes were to not tell him he died. We fulfilled his wishes. Well, it's been 2-1/2 years since my dad died. One day I mentioned something about my uncle to my mom, and she said she was sure someone must have told him by now that my dad died. So, in my Christmas card to my uncle I wrote, "My dad has been gone 2-1/2 years now, and we still miss him very much. Mom is doing great. Angela is blah blah blah. Melissa is blah blah blah." Well, guess what??????!!!!! He did NOT know his brother had died!!! He called and screamed at my husband that someone should have told him. Yet he never tried to contact him in many many years, even though I had told him in my Christmas card several years ago that my dad was very very sick. And if I hadn't said anything in my card, he still would not have tried calling my dad. I am praying he does not call and yell at my mom.</p><p></p><p>The best part of my Christmas? At our church's Christmas Eve service, we each hold a lit candle at the end of the service. The lights are dimmed and we sing "Silent Night." I always get teary eyed during the song. Melissa gently put her arm around me for just a few seconds, but it was a special moment I'll cherish forever.</p><p></p><p>Sue</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sue C, post: 7921, member: 87"] My day? Well, Christmas Eve husband, Melissa & I and my sister's family were at my Mom's house. Melissa was GREAT. She was in a good mood and very gracious about her gifts. My sister's 23-yr-old difficult child occasionally used the "F" word in front of my mother, and she was loud and obnoxious--says what she wants to. My sisters 2 daughters and 1 son (ages 22 through 25) were not gracious about their gifts, and I am HOPING my mom did not hear their comments. My sister's two daughters, the difficult child and the easy child/know-it-all had an altercation in which one got punched in the face. Thank goodness it was minutes before we were leaving. I'd seen enough. Christmas Day Angela & her husband came over here, and we had a nice time. It started out a teensy rocky when she acted all hurt that because I wouldn't cook anything vegetarian for her and she had to bring her own salmon and make it. She went on to say how her father-in-law always makes the most delicious vegetarian main dish JUST FOR HER when she eats there. Well, whoopee is what I say. The worst part of my Christmas? My uncle called and SCREAMED and SWORE at my husband on the phone. He wanted to talk to me and my wonderful husband would not let him. It's a long story, but the short story is my dad and uncle (his half brother) had a falling out many years ago and my dad's dying wishes were to not tell him he died. We fulfilled his wishes. Well, it's been 2-1/2 years since my dad died. One day I mentioned something about my uncle to my mom, and she said she was sure someone must have told him by now that my dad died. So, in my Christmas card to my uncle I wrote, "My dad has been gone 2-1/2 years now, and we still miss him very much. Mom is doing great. Angela is blah blah blah. Melissa is blah blah blah." Well, guess what??????!!!!! He did NOT know his brother had died!!! He called and screamed at my husband that someone should have told him. Yet he never tried to contact him in many many years, even though I had told him in my Christmas card several years ago that my dad was very very sick. And if I hadn't said anything in my card, he still would not have tried calling my dad. I am praying he does not call and yell at my mom. The best part of my Christmas? At our church's Christmas Eve service, we each hold a lit candle at the end of the service. The lights are dimmed and we sing "Silent Night." I always get teary eyed during the song. Melissa gently put her arm around me for just a few seconds, but it was a special moment I'll cherish forever. Sue [/QUOTE]
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