My Grandmother did not tell us to get the hell out. Instead she chose to ignore us. I don't know which is worse. Ultimately, I regret going (even if it was a free meal). The only person who chose to talk to us was my uncle Jimmy. My 2 aunts spoke briefly to us and that seemed forced. They were constantly looking for a way out of the conversation.
Even though things were uncomfortable, I had a good time with what I consider my family. See the pictures below.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Update on the party with pictures
Ramblings of Melissa at 7:46 AM
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Thanks for your sweet words you guys make a lovely family and I am so glad that you were so brave to make the change in your life.
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