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Part One
Yesterday, Frank phoned his mother in Germany to wish her a happy thanksgiving, as is the custom in our home, even if the Germans don’t celebrate thanksgiving as we do here in North America.
Well, she was telling Frank that her cat had passed on. Frank and I said at the exact same moment, Oh no! Frank’s mother hearing my voice in the background, told Frank: Shut that thing up!! she was referring to me.
Well, to say I was heart broken is to say the least. I was not surprised at all, as she has wished me to die a horrible death, and angry that her only son lives here in Canada, and did not marry a German girl, and angry that he goes to the Catholic Chirch, exct exct exct.
Here is how it all started.
In 2000, she came to Caanda for a visit. She was terribly homesick. We did everything we could to make her feel better. One day, Frank took his mom out for a lovely long drive to Banff Alberta. They seen alot of wildlife, went shopping, you name it.
When they were on their way back to the townhouse, Frank excitedly told his mother he wanted to buy us a house. Well, they got back, and when they did, they sat down, and out of the blue, as Frank was telling his mother what kind of house he wanted to buy, she called him crazy, and an idiot.
Frank had the most saddest look on his face I had ever seen
He had never been called any foul names by his mother in his entire life. He was shocked to say the least! He never even to this day has got an apology from her for that.
Frank’s mother has had a long history of verbal abusing her father for finding a girlfriend 3 years after her own mother died of breast cancer. They were very close before her mother died. 3 years later, grandpa finds love in a lovely woman named Elizbeth.
Well, his mother hated Elizbeth and her own father to the day they both died, and she never mourned the passing of either of them. She caused alot of pain and agony for Frank because when she wanted to talk to her father ( they co owned a house together, as when her mother died, she left half of the house to her daughter ) about the house and selling it, she got Frank to be the go between, and loving his mom and grandpa as much as he has, he agreed.
So for years, Frank would be the messenger, and when grandpa told his daughter he did not want to sell the house right away, his mother would verbally abuse opa and treat Frank like garbage. How? She knew how much Frank loved his opa, and she just trashed him to Frank everytime he had to be the go between.
One day, Frank decided not to be the go between anymore. things were fine. They refused to talk to each other, and the house issue was left alone until opa and his mom sold the house finally a few years ago. That settled that. Opa died last year at the age of 91, and Frank was devastated. He called his mother and told her, as she was not informed.
His mother told Frank that she didn’t care one way or another that her own father died.
1 year before, Elizbeth died, and she didn’t care one hoot about her death either, as a matter of fact, she was likely delighted over it. From what i know of her, she did delight in her death.
Well, 2002 roles around, and the man she had been with since 1968 died of a heart failure in the hospital. Frank didn’t know about it, and he had called his mom to say hi, and she lit up like a rocket! She told Frank that she hopes I die a horrible horrible death, and that I was nuts, and he was a jerk for marrying a non German, and that he can stay with his Catholic friends, and
exct ex ct exct.
So now you know the story. So yesterday, she tells Frank on the phone when she heard my surprised oh no!! i had met her cat Paula, the one who died, and she was a nice cat. so I was surprised she had died, and out of the blue, said oh no!! I was sad, and surprised, and said oh no!! She tells Frank, SHUT that thing up!! She has no right to talk in the background!! SHUT her up!!
Yesterday, Frank phoned his mother in Germany to wish her a happy thanksgiving, as is the custom in our home, even if the Germans don’t celebrate thanksgiving as we do here in North America.
Well, she was telling Frank that her cat had passed on. Frank and I said at the exact same moment, Oh no! Frank’s mother hearing my voice in the background, told Frank: Shut that thing up!! she was referring to me.
Well, to say I was heart broken is to say the least. I was not surprised at all, as she has wished me to die a horrible death, and angry that her only son lives here in Canada, and did not marry a German girl, and angry that he goes to the Catholic Chirch, exct exct exct.
Here is how it all started.
In 2000, she came to Caanda for a visit. She was terribly homesick. We did everything we could to make her feel better. One day, Frank took his mom out for a lovely long drive to Banff Alberta. They seen alot of wildlife, went shopping, you name it.
When they were on their way back to the townhouse, Frank excitedly told his mother he wanted to buy us a house. Well, they got back, and when they did, they sat down, and out of the blue, as Frank was telling his mother what kind of house he wanted to buy, she called him crazy, and an idiot.
Frank had the most saddest look on his face I had ever seen
He had never been called any foul names by his mother in his entire life. He was shocked to say the least! He never even to this day has got an apology from her for that.Frank’s mother has had a long history of verbal abusing her father for finding a girlfriend 3 years after her own mother died of breast cancer. They were very close before her mother died. 3 years later, grandpa finds love in a lovely woman named Elizbeth.
Well, his mother hated Elizbeth and her own father to the day they both died, and she never mourned the passing of either of them. She caused alot of pain and agony for Frank because when she wanted to talk to her father ( they co owned a house together, as when her mother died, she left half of the house to her daughter ) about the house and selling it, she got Frank to be the go between, and loving his mom and grandpa as much as he has, he agreed.
So for years, Frank would be the messenger, and when grandpa told his daughter he did not want to sell the house right away, his mother would verbally abuse opa and treat Frank like garbage. How? She knew how much Frank loved his opa, and she just trashed him to Frank everytime he had to be the go between.
One day, Frank decided not to be the go between anymore. things were fine. They refused to talk to each other, and the house issue was left alone until opa and his mom sold the house finally a few years ago. That settled that. Opa died last year at the age of 91, and Frank was devastated. He called his mother and told her, as she was not informed.
His mother told Frank that she didn’t care one way or another that her own father died.
1 year before, Elizbeth died, and she didn’t care one hoot about her death either, as a matter of fact, she was likely delighted over it. From what i know of her, she did delight in her death.Well, 2002 roles around, and the man she had been with since 1968 died of a heart failure in the hospital. Frank didn’t know about it, and he had called his mom to say hi, and she lit up like a rocket! She told Frank that she hopes I die a horrible horrible death, and that I was nuts, and he was a jerk for marrying a non German, and that he can stay with his Catholic friends, and
exct ex ct exct.
So now you know the story. So yesterday, she tells Frank on the phone when she heard my surprised oh no!! i had met her cat Paula, the one who died, and she was a nice cat. so I was surprised she had died, and out of the blue, said oh no!! I was sad, and surprised, and said oh no!! She tells Frank, SHUT that thing up!! She has no right to talk in the background!! SHUT her up!!
I never at any point in all the years no matter what happened, ever told Frank that he should not talk to his mom. I could’ve, but did not and will not, like you said about your hubby, its his call.