...i told them in a very serious sitdown in their living room....said..."because if you cant show it then it does not count...that is not real love no matter who tells you it is....because it is how it makes ME FEEL that determines if it is love....not if you just say it...and me and my sons do not feel that love at all now"....and i stayed calm and talked slowly and barely shed a tear as i held them back...and i had asked them to not say a word but just listen...dad said they would as long as it was not about religion as i knew he would
this was two of the worst days of my life in a row..i told them the pain me and my boys feel from their shunning is worse than if they had died...that then i could grieve naturally and move on because that is normal....grief helps you cope...my grief is different because they CHOOSE to act like i am dead and normal grief does not seem to work on that
i shared an epiphany with them i had about mens rules vs gods great idea of dna (but no i am not sure about a god anymore)it went kinda like this:
"since it is litteraly impossible to shun your own flesh/self....god was so smart to take half of you dad....and half of you mom....and make me...i am nothing but half of each of you.... and my sons are even one quarter your flesh....and i dont know how you can do it because i NEVER shunned my dfd sons and never could....but i know you do it because you feel you have to do what someone tells you god wants you to do....and they have the power to decided when you can talk to me....and sometimes they are right and sometimes they are quite wrong about things as you both know from the past....but i believe god was so smart that he gave us this dna so that there could be no doubt as to how to love your children....because god knows you just cant shun your own flesh and it hurts if you try because it is not natural...and if you ever stop shunning me and my boys....i will forgive you instantly....but for now i will have to block you out as best i can because i dont know how to live with this pain....and if you ever need anything at all....i will be there for you and show my love if you let me....and dad if you have to disinherit me....i beg you dad....please do not give your money to those men that have caused me and my family so much pain...please give it to my boys...they have not gone to college and dont make much money....and in this economy none of us will likely have a job with a great pension like you do and i am so glad you do....so i beg you dad please give any inheritence to my boys..."
the medical/family emergency clause is even there for them...but they did not even use it after my last surgery....never even called to see how i was doing....that really makes you feel dead....and i told him how it made me feel that they did not even do that......but it slowly sunk in...and so now they know that i must block them out and pretend they are dead too until they need me....when wt says i am alive again and can be there with them
yesterday was my poor dear jw wifes turn....painful...and another epiphany...may tell you later.....whew....but i am stronger now....and even feel a little more at peace....oompa
its time to finally move on i hope