Seeing my father disinherited his natural children and left his entire estate to my step-mother, and seeing as my step-mother has already emptied my father's estate of all its assets, and seeing as there is nothing left of my mother's in the house but a wedding picture and a few old quilts, and seeing as our step-mother is too busy popping pills and eating grief chocolate to talk to any of us... seeing as all that is true, I find myself feeling pretty good.
We - my brother, my sister and I - did nothing wrong - not to anyone. My dad got used and manipulated and so did we, but my brother, sister, and I did nothing wrong. Our intentions were good from A to Z.
What all that has to do with the blog, I have no idea. When I started blogging, it wasn't about anything, but it became about this. Now that there is no this, I find myself not knowing what to say.
Does anyone remember what I used to talk about? Does anyone remember who I was before this? Can someone remind me?
No need to answer that. I have a lot to do and I am sure you do, too.