family memories

Mar 27, 2006 17:12

Isn't it sad how families that once loved eachother so much can grow so distant. My Great Aunt Hazel (gizzel) just passed away on saturday. It was my Pepe's sister-in-law who use to live at the top of the street directly across from Nana and Pepe. I remember as a child I use to always stop by and say hello to her while she read the paper. She would always say "hello Alec!" Alec that's what she always called me, she said it was the "french" way lol. As the years went on the conversations became shorter and I started hearing complaining about that side of the family. See my father's cousins also lived on the street, Anne and Dick. well Dick has a wife and two kids Ben and I forget what the other one's name, anyways the kids weren't the greatest kids in the world, arrested for stealing, drugs, dunk driving all that good stuff. And so talk started to happen between my father's family. And then Anne and her husband Mike had two kids and that brought us more together. They live right next to me. But then there were complaints about them in our family. So we kinda just stopped talking, there was the ocasional "hello" and "how are you?" but nothing big. And then my aunt hazel had a stroke and after that her memory wasn't good. She couldn't remember people's names she was kinda living in the past. It was altziemerz or however you spell it. But it was like she was stuck. She couldn't really go anywhere on her own. I had come home one day it was a monday because I remember taking in the trash and then I heard. "ANNE!! ANNE!!!" I thought it was comming from inside the house but I noticed no cars were home at my cousins house, Aunt hazel had been living there after the stroke. And I saw that there was someone laying in the driveway it was my aunt she had fallen and broken her hip, ribs, and arm. She kept saying my leg hurts and would point to her arm. I was so scared I ran over to my neighbors house and told them to call 911. And they came and everything and my mom came home from work and saw well then she went to the hospital and everything after a while was fine again and she was living in a nursing home. That was earlier this year. And I guess she was content in the nursing home she wasn't really living in the past more just forgetting things. And confusing things. Well thursday was her birthday and she died saturday morning. I feel guilty becaues my parents went to go see her last weekend but I didn't want to go so I didn't.

And now I realize that this is happening on my mom's side of the family with her brother and his wife and daughter who is 4 and is the cutest thing ever. But like we are now distant I don't know why but the phone calls every friday night stopped when my cousin was born. well around then at least. I get the ocasional call and we get the ocasional family gathering. And they come to my shows but it wasn't like how it was. The fact is my aunt is also like my 4th cousin or 3rd cousin removed shit because my grandfather was adopted well anyways we don't normally talk to that side of the family they are kinda snobs but it's ok I still love them and I believe that they love me. But it's just not the same as it was when I was younger. I miss the old days. I don't understand why this happens or how this happens.
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