...Thank you, Brother,,,
...Being 'Family' goes many ways. My Parents raised me very well, I always felt safe.
I was always well fed, (They bought fish for me...I could eat a lot...*S*) and I had nice clothes. They even put up with me studying music. ((Learning to play the violin, viola, cello, and piano can be difficult for the others in the house.)) They gave me an allowance when I went to College...and welcomed me when I came home for the summer. I always loved and respected them for what they did for me.
...I returned to home when my Father was dying. It was difficult. He was struggling to stay alive...but was not coherent. I was sitting with Him the last morning, holding His hand, as He was breathing very heavily. I just whispered..."Go on...I will see you later."
...I did leave, there was a very important meeting at ****...and I was a Manager of the Law Dept. I just sat during the meeting, and added what comments I needed to, and then took BART back home. I hadn't told any of them of what was going on in my life.
...He was gone when I got home...His body had been taken away...
...When I was unexpectedly served with Divorce Papers right after that...I quit my job, and I lived in a one room place for a year...but I didn't do well. I have a lot of money, and I applied for my pension...so I didn't have to worry about finances,,,but I just sat...and didn't eat...except when I would get Grubhub to bring me something every three days. I would actually get the delivery persons to carry out my garbage...I would give them two dollars. One young lady learned it very quickly, she would hand me my food, and then smile, and look around, and ask..."You got anything to take out?" A couple times, I didn't, and she looked disappointed. So, after that, I would have a bag of stuff sitting by the door, and she would smile as I handed her two dollars and she carried a bag full of newspapers to the bin.
...My Family got me into a Facility, and my mind came back.
I moved in with my Mother, figuring that I would get my own place as I got stronger...
...But, I have assured Her that I am staying...
...My mind has returned, and I buy all of our groceries. I help pay for the utilities...and smile. I tell her not to worry about finances...
...An old, but true, tale...
...I ASTONISHED the Partners of the Law Firm when I was young...when I executed a 'Reverse Triangular Merger'...and the IRS APPROVED IT!!! I saved a LOT of money for the Owners of the businesses. The Partners had never even heard of such a thing. I spent a lot of late hours in the County Law Library, figuring that one out...the Bailiffs gave me a key to the Courthouse...and would bring me coffee. ((I would put on my 'cute self'...and it always worked. I would wink, and smile as I signed their log...and then walk across to the Courthouse, and use the key. )) I would be sitting, studying a case, and a Bailiff would walk in...it was close to Midnight...and give me some coffee. We would talk a bit...I would show that I needed to keep reading...and He would leave. I guess that He was hoping that I needed a 'break'.
...I did have an interesting encounter with a female Bailiff. She would bring me snacks, along with coffee, and sit, and talk with me. I finally saw what was happening,,,She would sit close to me, smile, and the conversation got...well...improper. I finally told her that I was straight...and she accepted it. We remained friendly...but she didn't bring me anymore snacks.
...One evening...I was hungry...tired...frustrated...and horney...and thought...as I was reading a Treatise...
..."Well, Karen is a woman...but if she will bring me an EggMcMuffen, and a beer...I just might get naked, and roll around on the floor with her."
