white_tiger | Broken... (Reply)

I never knew how much that quote-which I believe was said by Thomas Edison; I could be mistaken-would cause me so much pain, repressed or not. Then, yesterday, after Thanksgiving, a day after I'd had one of the most awesome meals ever made-by myself and my mother-I was informed that my mother had finally agreed to allow my aunt and grandfather to sell the house he had worked so hard on, the house I've lived in for around 18 years-including the years I spent living in the house next door, since I always considered my grandparents' house home-and, just like numerous times before, I felt numb inside. And other emotions, but I can't decipher those at the moment.

My mother also stated that when things were finalized, she just wanted her half of the payment, and she would just leave it alone-not argue with either of them anymore. I find myself agreeing with her-my family members could've had a home to go to whenever we needed it, and my mother and I could've lived in that house if payment of the rent had gotten too much...and, now we can't.