Part II: If I could invite any person from my life to come to Thanksgiving dinner, it would be: (continued)….. If I could invite any person from my life to come to Thanksgiving dinner, it would be my kid, my dad(R.I.P.), my former best friend Larhonda Marzette(R.I.P.), my kid’s dad, Pedro Soto(R.I.P.), my Aunt Irma(R.I.P.), my grandmother Virgie, my Aunt Beatrice Alsay(R.I.P.), our family friend Ivani Delgado of Venezuela, and my former secret boyfriend when I was a teenager (Ismael Ishahara). And, my former spiritual family friend and former fuck buddy. Continuing on with my Great Aunt Irma: I would ask her why there was such a division between all sisters that caused a big family division. Who caused the division about their skin color and hair texture? Did my grandmother start the trend for marrying a minister and a military guy, because all the the sisters married ministers and all of the men served in the military. And, all left their wives, except for Irma’s husband, who cheated throughout their entire marriage. I would ask Irma why she had an almost hatred for her older sister and why not help her when she struggled. I would ask Irma why she removed my grandmother’s photos and my grandmother’s children’s photo from her dad’s house. What was left were the dark skinned people’s pictures in that home. Did skin color problems go that deep? I would ask Irma if she knew or suspected that her own father hated his own black skin to the point of abandoning his own siblings, etc., because he found a creole woman who could pass/be regarded as « white » to others. I would also ask Irma why she let her husband take over the phone call when my own mother asked for help in keeping us when she wanted to join the Peace Corp. in the 1980’s. Next, I would ask why they got rid of her dad’s car. Why did she and her husband lie that there were major repairs done to that house when the bathroom reeked of piss and the foundation and shit needed repairing. Why did she allow her husband to chop down the pecan tree in her dad’s yard? Why did she want to give her dad’s property to the church when the property was not hers to give? Why did it take so long for her to get a family reunion done which never happened, because she died? Why didn’t she ever look into her own ancestry to prove how much Native American she was supposed to be? Why continue to fight over her parent’s house until the very end? Because, she already owned a number of properties.

Part II: If I could invite any person from my life to come to Thanksgiving dinner, it would be:

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If I could invite any person from my life to come to Thanksgiving dinner, it would be my kid, my dad(R.I.P.), my former best friend Larhonda Marzette(R.I.P.), my kid’s dad, Pedro Soto(R.I.P.), my Aunt Irma(R.I.P.), my grandmother Virgie, my Aunt Beatrice Alsay(R.I.P.), our family friend Ivani Delgado of Venezuela, and my former secret boyfriend when I was a teenager (Ismael Ishahara).
And, my former spiritual family friend and former fuck buddy.

Continuing on with my Great Aunt Irma: I would ask her why there was such a division between all sisters that caused a big family division. Who caused the division about their skin color and hair texture?
Did my grandmother start the trend for marrying a minister and a military guy, because all the the sisters married ministers and all of the men served in the military.
And, all left their wives, except for Irma’s husband, who cheated throughout their entire marriage.
I would ask Irma why she had an almost hatred for her older sister and why not help her when she struggled. I would ask Irma why she removed my grandmother’s photos and my grandmother’s children’s photo from her dad’s house.
What was left were the dark skinned people’s pictures in that home. Did skin color problems go that deep? I would ask Irma if she knew or suspected that her own father hated his own black skin to the point of abandoning his own siblings, etc., because he found a creole woman who could pass/be regarded as « white » to others.
I would also ask Irma why she let her husband take over the phone call when my own mother asked for help in keeping us when she wanted to join the Peace Corp. in the 1980’s.
Next, I would ask why they got rid of her dad’s car. Why did she and her husband lie that there were major repairs done to that house when the bathroom reeked of piss and the foundation and shit needed repairing.
Why did she allow her husband to chop down the pecan tree in her dad’s yard? Why did she want to give her dad’s property to the church when the property was not hers to give? Why did it take so long for her to get a family reunion done which never happened, because she died?
Why didn’t she ever look into her own ancestry to prove how much Native American she was supposed to be? Why continue to fight over her parent’s house until the very end?
Because, she already owned a number of properties. via: #probeatz