Everything has been topsy turvy. I can’t seem to go more than a few weeks without what would be life changing curve ball being thrown at me. I phrase it this way since when you are thrown these twists every couple of weeks for months and months, they generally lose their impact.
My dad died a few weeks ago. I haven’t spoken to him in over a decade. It was still sorta a shock. He didn’t even make it to 70.
Then I woke up from text messages and a missed call from my mom on Saturday. She couldn’t contain herself and then texted me that my kid wanted to meet me. I gave the kid up for adoption at birth, so I’ve never really in any meaningful fashion met them.
And then my uncle, Dad’s brother, messaged me on Facebook within 30 minutes of me getting that text message. I haven’t spoken to him in years as it was. After small talk he says that my dad had a bunch of stuff from my grandma, and he thinks I should have it. My Grandma meant the world to me, so of course I’m taking the stuff.
Instead of doing the stuff I had planned on this weekend, I have been stoned, drunk, and at home. Not entire sure what next week is going to bring, and not sure I want to know if all of that shows up before I even get out of bed on a Saturday morning.
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