Well, happy New Year to all.
I want to blog about the awesome Dick Clark rocking new Year’s eve I had with some of my beloved friends and family. A limo rise, wine country, home cooked food, more wine and a ball dropping made it one of my more perfect days.
But then, life happened, and the warm glow of friendship is buried beneath the horrendous behavior of family, so much that I can’t write about my happy day yet….
I turned another year older yesterday, and had schooched off for a 2 hour ride to the Hampton’s. Curious as to what sent hordes of NYers scurying there in the warmer months, we took advantage of the off season rates to score a room by Southampton. Travelling is a bit of a birthday tradition, one we hadn’t been able to uphold with my husband’s new job and my own schooling.
We spent the late afternoon and early evening in town. Running around the beach, grabbing the second bad movie in as many days and eating dinner, we got back to the hotel room to a message from my step sister to call her.
For the second time in two years, we were off to NJ, because my step mother was in the emergency room because of suicide threats. Last time, it was Thanksgiving in the ICU, after she had actually attempted suicide, and had succeeded in stopping her breathing before they got to her to save her. This time, my birthday in NJ, with today in the emergency room. An improvement I guess.
It was about a 4 hour drive. We left our hotel room, the Jacuzzi untouched, and drove in the raining snow. We fought, my fears about my father’s role in this, my submerged reactions to the situation lying just beneath the surface. My fear of the responsibility and implications of 50 year old who was threatening to take her own life.
We went in to watch my 15 year old sister. We stayed and we talked with her and put her to bed. I bundled her off to school this morning, content that her little 15 year old self would be able to walk around the block and go to the bus.
A few hours later. I get a call from her school reporting her absent and I call her back instantly. I leave her a message and she calls me, explaining she missed her sign in, but was in fact at school. She even called me back an hour later to explain she had gotten herself properly recorded as present.
Fast forward a few hours later. I have finished my second trip the the hospital, with my step aunt safely ensconced in the house, waiting for my sister. My step aunt was going to watch her until they released my stepmom.
What actually happens? The damn kid skipped school. My fucking step aunt agrees to let my little sister stay with my fucking father, because its easier.
My step mom is being shipped to a facility.
So yea, my 4 hour odyssey accomplished nothing, other then having my 15 year old sister lie to my face, my fucking step aunt blow her oneresponsibility and my sister with my fucking father. And who the fuck knows about my step mom at this point.
Yea, happy fucking birthday.