nutshell version follows:
my mom married a guy when i was five- after a fun filled childhood in bar after bar i left home at 17 and they soon devorced.
though he taught me everything i know (wich isnt a good thing come to find out) we havent spoke but a couple times in 15 years- both of us too proud and hard headed i guess.
last week my brother told me his dad (my stepdad) has about 6 months to live. After about a week i broke down and called him- it was a 13 minute call that i wish i never made.
it basically confirmed he was dying and thats about it.
now i dunno what to think-- do i call him again or let him die with me "outta site outta mind"-- i dunno, this whole thing sux azz.
turns out spending vast amounts of time in smoke filled bars isnt as healthy as we thought- he has large tumors on his liver and lung cancer---
man this blows
my mom married a guy when i was five- after a fun filled childhood in bar after bar i left home at 17 and they soon devorced.
though he taught me everything i know (wich isnt a good thing come to find out) we havent spoke but a couple times in 15 years- both of us too proud and hard headed i guess.
last week my brother told me his dad (my stepdad) has about 6 months to live. After about a week i broke down and called him- it was a 13 minute call that i wish i never made.
it basically confirmed he was dying and thats about it.
now i dunno what to think-- do i call him again or let him die with me "outta site outta mind"-- i dunno, this whole thing sux azz.
turns out spending vast amounts of time in smoke filled bars isnt as healthy as we thought- he has large tumors on his liver and lung cancer---
man this blows