When they die...

A friend of mine's dad died recently. He was ill for a while so they knew it would happen.

I went to the funeral, and many people said many nice things about him.

I sat there thinking:"Would I be able to say nice things about my Dad?"

The answer was no.
My anger stands in the way of that.
I have nothing to say that's nice other than "he gave me money".

That is his legacy to me. He gave me money. He ignored me, ostracised me, blatantly favoured my sister and other family. never tried to spend family time with me.

But he gave me money.

I hope that when he dies, the gates of where ever he goes has a check list of things you gave, that don't take money to give ,is the list you have to tick before getting into anything nice.

Time ( )
Love ( )
Friendship ( )
Advice ( )
Kindness ( )
Caring ( )
Help ( )
Trust ( )
Compassion ( )
Emotional support ( )
Humility ( )
Consideration ( )
Compromise ( )


He'll not get in anywhere nice if that is the case. But what the heck, he's eaten in every nice restaurant in the world. Perhaps that will carry him through for eternity.

I hope it's fuckin hot in that kitchen!!!