I've not been on for a while and when I do return, I like to see first what my friends in blog land have been up to first before I post. I read this post on Scarlets blog here and it all just came in a flood to me.
If you have followed my blog from the beginning you will know I set up this blog because my mum knew my old blog address from my eldest daughter. I could not stand the thought of my mum tracing my blog and reading about my life so I started this new blog. I don't let any of my family know details of this and never want them to know it. It's my space and I don't want to share it with anyone but my blogger friends. I know my Hubby could look into my computer background tomorrow and find out every page I've visited and what my blog is called but he respects my privacy and will not search through my computer for info even though he is a computer genius.
Scarlets post brought back everything about my family I want to forget. I thought I had severed a lot of ties with my mum, then; yesterday evening before I was due to do my night shift my dad rang. This is the first time he has rang me in nearly a year. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad and keep in touch with him as much as I can through text but I will not phone him on his house phone because mum will give him a 100 and 1 questions on why I had called him. I don't call him on his mobile because of the same thing. Dads got to do what my mum says.
When dad phoned last night his tone of voice was very strange, not his usual self. I knew something was not right. After a nice chat (come to think of it, a very strained chat for dad) He said 'What I rang for Karen was....' The call ended on me in tears and by the sounds of it, Dad was nearly in tears. All this accumulated because my mum had asked him to ring me about some personal money matters. Years ago , mum asked me to take out an ISA in my name with her money because she had used up her ISA allowance for that year and she had extra cash she wanted to invest. Dad rang to say mum wanted me to cash her ISA in and return the money. Do you know, I was gob smacked. It all boiled down to her not trusting me with her ISA. She thought because we had disowned each other I would try to steal her money! Won't tell you what I told my dad to tell her!
I came off that phone call in tears to Hubby. He just told me to put it all behind me, cash the policy in and be done with her. It just shows what a horrible cow she is. I have never in my life thought of taking their ISA and spending it on us. It just confirms I made the right decision to sever my ties with my mother!!!!
So sorry to vent my problems on you lovely people. But, I know a lot of you are going through the same situation as me.
Promise, back to a brighter post tomorrow xxxxxxx