Should I Laugh or Cry

I quite enjoy dysfunctional family dynamics.  I mean, as long as they're not mine.

You know BLOTUS with his: MAGA shit?   Families are like that, no? 

I'll clarify:  When exactly was America great before? We've been down this road. Was it during slavery? Before civil rights?  Before women's rights became a "thing"?  Polluted waters & air- more than they are now?

What exactly is a functional family?  Do they truly exist?  Aren't all dysfunctional to a degree? To not excuse the pun - it's all relative, isn't it?

As much of a pain as my family can be - and they can! - I'm not sure I want to trade for another. It's just a different sent of players and problems.

I bring this all up due to a text I got from my friend, Sal (the PHL one, not the CLE one)

I honestly had the weirdest reaction. I was borderline: WTF and on the verge of laughing.   .....so I called and told him so.

He was like, "right?"

Now, Sal has never really talked about his father, so I pretty much knew he hasn't been around much. It turns out his mother didn't know about the death either. She went to check on her social security benefits and they said there had been a change, since her ex-husband had died.

Boing!

As it did turn out, Sal's brother knew - and came up from New Orleans (I think) to bury their father - without telling anyone.

I'm like 61% sure I'd tell most of my sisters if one of my parents died.  But that's still 61% more than his brother did.

Of course, I offered my condolences, not that they necessarily mattered at this point. Sure Sal appreciated it, but it was a little to process for him.  Clearly, he's now on the outs with his brother - and I totally get that.

I can't see that relationship being repaired..............ever.




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