New Year Resolution 2007

See New Year Resolution 2006. Except this time, I mean it!!!

Life is "Funny."

Sometimes life is "funny". I am currently not speaking with my only surviving sister. We had another sister. She has passed over now. One would think that, after losing a dear one, there should be a stronger connection, an unbreakable bond that NOTHING and NOONE can destroy. Guess not.

Life is really "funny" during the holidays. As I grow older-not always wiser- I see this is a universal happening, not unique to my family alone.

Arrives Christmas holidays 2006. Mom (89) is lamenting the fact that her grandchildren and great grands take her for granted. By this, she means that they make no effort to keep in touch with her. Her birthdays are forgotten, no cards or calls for Mother's Day, Grandparent's Day or any other day, for that matter. You see Mom is my strength. It is she (and my husband and son) that keeps me from just plain givin' up sometimes. We lunch daily and watch "Y and R" together. We gossip, laugh, cry, bond. The holidays are tough on MOM because we lost Dad a few years ago and that makes holidays bittersweet for her.

This year she was extra melancholy because there was no real Christmas plans. My sister and her husband were jetting to Europe for Thanksgiving and off to Connecticut for Christmas to spend it with thier daughter, her husband, and my neice, her husband and their two toddlers. This was especially difficult for Mom because she would love to see the kids and their parents too! After discussing this situation, almost EVERDAY from Thanksgiving to the few days before Christmas, I decided to take action. Big mistake!!! Herein lies the life is "funny."

One evening, I decide to call Syracuse to speak to Amy about not contacting Grandma and how much it would mean to her to receveive a card or a call. Amy and I do not correspond- she is very busy with her job and the two kids and her husband and the house and her scrapbooking and on and on and on and on- you get the point.

Anyhoo, I realize that I don't even have a phone number or current email address for Amy. I know, I can call Connecticut Carla to get the number for Amy ( they are quite close). Yes, I will call Carla and she will give me the number. Plus, I can wish her Happy Christmas too.

Carla is very surprised to hear from me. We chat a bit and I ask for Amy's ph. no. I briefly explain why I would like the number-she asked first. Great, got the number and had a nice talk with Carla (OR SO I THOUGHT!). I proceed to call Amy. She and her family are out. Leave a message to call when convenient. Meanwhile... here is the life is "funny" moment.... Carla calls Mom (my sister, the world traveler) and tells her why I called; Except that she is crying and feels guilty that she has ruined Grandma's holiday because she has invited the family to Conn. This is not what I said, nor did I imply, in any way.

Now is when the proverbial s*** hits the fan. I get a  call from my sister, the Cobra (her husband's nickname for her), as I am enjoying a cold one or few at our version of Cheers the next evening. Talk about pissed! She ranted. She raved. She reprimanded. whoa, am I 10 years old again? "How dare I call and upset her daughter." "Who do I think you are?" "Too bad if our Mother has an issue." and on and on.... I listen. I try to interject. I try to appologize. Finally, I give up. "You are ruining my buzz and I am going to hang up now" I tell her, as I click end on my cell. Wow that was very liberating. I have never done that before i.e. ended one of her rants by merely pushing "end."

Next day. I decide to say nothing to Mom about this-what good would that do? This is between myself and my sister.

11:00 AM- Phone rings- It's Syracuse calling. She is so happy to hear from me. I tell her that I am calling to say Merry Christmas and to remind her to call Grandma. She explains that Erie is so far to travel with two kids and Conn. is just easier. I say I understand and merely want to remind her that Grandma would love to hear from her. Fine. Mission accomplished.

12:00 PM- Mom arrives for lunch. We begin to eat. She says- ""What's this between you and your sister??" OMG- the Cobra did not. Yup, she did. She ripped Mom a new one that evening after we talked. How dare she lay a guilt trip.... etc. I tell Mom not to worry.

8:00 PM I have more than a few. I call Cobra and tell her that I will never, Ever call Syracuse/Conn. again. Then I hit "END." 

Am I proud? Not at all. I am sad that this whole thing happened. And that is why life is "Funny."

Happy New Year Dammit!