Sometimes there is no winning....

Interesting that I had that subject line already. This family of my spouse's really takes the prize. All those women are out to stab each other, and now my BIL's wife has decided to pull me into the fray too, by giving my MIL all the emails I wrote about Kel. Ah yes, I confided in Nanciann alot there for awhile...some time ago. I was angry, and rightfully so--and it is, gee, kinda normal when you lose a spouse to get mad at them. And I was, gloriously so. I told Nanciann (she called me at work to tell me she and Jim were done with us as well) to go for it. If she felt like she had to do that, she wants to hurt the MIL that badly, then go for it.

The thing is, she fails to understand the relationship I have with my MIL. We give each other hell and get over it as we kinda know what is important in life--whatever I told Nanciann, was expressed by me on our long drive back and forth to Amarillo. Enough, at least, to know that Nanciann's action, while they hurt, sure they do, will not destroy me, or my MIL. Yes, my MIL holds her dead son on a pedestal. Is that not normal though? He WAS always the one who did things for her, took care of her, etc. The other two did not. Jim (Nanciann's husband) disappeared for years on us, before Kel ever got sick. And while he was sick, he never knew--not until the day he died.

So now Nanciann has decided to play this game, but I have already smacked it in the bud. She wants to hurt and punish my MIL, but my MIL is stronger than she seems. Sad, it is all sad, I think. Whatever, have a nice life, Jim and Nanciann. We won't feel much different here--they've hardly been around since Tiff was born anyway.

Carolyn