*oh my effing God*
Oct. 16th, 2002 02:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgCliff's parents are reconcilling. Knock me over. You won't get a better chance...ever.
Do I dare explain this? CAN I?
Maybe if I keep it simple.
Cliff's parents had a marriage I can best describe as an arrangement. I saw home movies of them as newlyweds - such sweet kids. But then they had two children, and soon after, Cliff became diabetic.
Mom lost it. She was hospitalized, analyzed, drugged, you name it. Dad began working two jobs to pay for it all, and two small children basically raised themselves. Fast-forward to where I enter the picture when Cliff is 23.
Mom has a hamper full of prescrition meds. Bottles line the shelves in the bathrooms. I see four drug interaction dangers just casually reading the labels (I read fast, remember). She's taking 2000 mg of chloral hydrate to sleep at night. Just to sleep. She's a full-blown prescrition drug addict.
In the 15 years after that, we deal with a nutso Mom. An absent Dad. Then, Mom gets REALLY sick. They do an exploratory surgery and discover she's had a partially blocked gut all of her life. All of the crap they were giving her? At the bottom was whacked electrolytes from all the laxatives she was taking to compensate...and she was too embarassed to admit. Decades of her life gone. Removing the problem, Mom got healthy. And Dad hadn't a clue what to do with her anymore.
While Cliff was dying, they separated. BITTER. UGLY. BAAAAD.
That was almost ten years ago. While they were separated, Dad paid support to Mom, but no divorce was ever done. Divorce doesn't happen in Mom's family, y'see - she comes from a long line of evangelists...her great-grandmother was one of the first radio evangelists in Los Angeles. And divorce isn't an option.
Just got off the phone with Dad - yes, Cliff is gone, but he's still my father-in-law and like it or not, I love him. When I heard about Lili tearing up Louisiana, I wanted to make sure he was okay - that's where he is these days, with the LIGO project. I've been calling and leaving a lot of messages. He called me back.
He's buying a house in Oregon...and hoping to reconcile with Mom. If it's what they want, and it's good...I want it for them. Mom is still nuts...it's genetic, her Mom is nuts too. So was her son, and I should know.
But if Dad wants her...and it sounds like he does...nobody knows him so well, or has shared so much Life with him. With them both in the same health class, it could be falling in love all over again.
*chuckles* Never say never. Never say always. God will fuck with you every time. Gah, God has a whacked sense of humor!
Do I dare explain this? CAN I?
Maybe if I keep it simple.
Cliff's parents had a marriage I can best describe as an arrangement. I saw home movies of them as newlyweds - such sweet kids. But then they had two children, and soon after, Cliff became diabetic.
Mom lost it. She was hospitalized, analyzed, drugged, you name it. Dad began working two jobs to pay for it all, and two small children basically raised themselves. Fast-forward to where I enter the picture when Cliff is 23.
Mom has a hamper full of prescrition meds. Bottles line the shelves in the bathrooms. I see four drug interaction dangers just casually reading the labels (I read fast, remember). She's taking 2000 mg of chloral hydrate to sleep at night. Just to sleep. She's a full-blown prescrition drug addict.
In the 15 years after that, we deal with a nutso Mom. An absent Dad. Then, Mom gets REALLY sick. They do an exploratory surgery and discover she's had a partially blocked gut all of her life. All of the crap they were giving her? At the bottom was whacked electrolytes from all the laxatives she was taking to compensate...and she was too embarassed to admit. Decades of her life gone. Removing the problem, Mom got healthy. And Dad hadn't a clue what to do with her anymore.
While Cliff was dying, they separated. BITTER. UGLY. BAAAAD.
That was almost ten years ago. While they were separated, Dad paid support to Mom, but no divorce was ever done. Divorce doesn't happen in Mom's family, y'see - she comes from a long line of evangelists...her great-grandmother was one of the first radio evangelists in Los Angeles. And divorce isn't an option.
Just got off the phone with Dad - yes, Cliff is gone, but he's still my father-in-law and like it or not, I love him. When I heard about Lili tearing up Louisiana, I wanted to make sure he was okay - that's where he is these days, with the LIGO project. I've been calling and leaving a lot of messages. He called me back.
He's buying a house in Oregon...and hoping to reconcile with Mom. If it's what they want, and it's good...I want it for them. Mom is still nuts...it's genetic, her Mom is nuts too. So was her son, and I should know.
But if Dad wants her...and it sounds like he does...nobody knows him so well, or has shared so much Life with him. With them both in the same health class, it could be falling in love all over again.
*chuckles* Never say never. Never say always. God will fuck with you every time. Gah, God has a whacked sense of humor!
