Now This is Interesting.

I have always said that once my grandmother dies I will have no reason to go back home. My grandmother died Nov 26 2013. My youngest daughter found out that my grandmother was in the hospital 2 weeks before she felt the need to tell me. I am certain her older sister said not to tell me. That would be her speed. Anyway I found out four days before she died. Looking back I should have left for Canada the minute I found out, but my daughter wanted to go and that meant we had to wait for her school schedule to clear. We left on the Tuesday morning and arrived 2 hours after my Grandmother died. We just got in the hotel room when the notice came over Facebook. Yes they are that tacky. Jennifer could have been decent enough to ask her sister for a phone number to reach Rachele since she hates me. Apparently that is too much to ask from a sociopath. My aunt, on the other hand, was able to make enough phone calls to locate the hotel we booked and call me to ask us to stay in my Grandmother's condo to protect it from the vultures.
Regardless I decided to go to the hospital to see my grandmother and say good-bye even though she was already gone. It hurt like hell because this grandmother was the only source of unconditional love that I had in my life. She always brought out the best in everyone. I could only hope to be like her. She was suffering for three years after three failed hip surgeries and osteoporosis. Anyway, I drove us to the hospital and discovered Dianne and her band of vultures gathered in the waiting area of the hospital. I drove right past them without one figuring out it was me. What made me happy was the fact that they would not be in her hospital room with her when I went up to see her. We managed to slip in the basement door and up to her room without anyone knowing we were there. I was in and out without one of them coming after me like the rabid dogs they are. Later back at the hotel room my cousin Jeff called me to ask if we would stay the night at Grandma's condo. I did not hesitate in saying yes because I needed the closure and I knew being in her apartment would help me feel like she was still there. Rachele and I followed Jeff to the condo. We got settled in for the night and Jeff started telling me why hima nd my aunt were so pissed off with the cult of Dianne. I found it interesting how those animals keep showing their true colors. It amazes me how arrogant they become each time they screw up. They behave as if their every word is gold and no one is questioning their integrity. Jeff informed me that the reason him and my aunt wanted us to stay at the apartment is because Dianne and her cult were disgussing how to divvy up my grandmother's belongings not even 15 minutes after she died. They didn't love her one bit. Those sociopaths would not know real love if it slapped them in the head. She was alone when I got there which is wrong. Any decent human being would have stayed until the coroner took the body. Not that family. They watched her died and then went downstairs to talk about who gets what. Jeff said he tried to leave the pow wow to pick up a few things from the apartment and Dianne piped up saying, "Don't take too much." Oh my fucking god Dianne can you be any colder? Jeff said that the invitation to stay at the apartment was because I am the only grand child that loved her enough to stay in touch even though I was 8 hours away and the rest of them were 30 mins away. I always wrote and called her. Jeff said my aunt thought I should get first choice on what to take home to remember my grandmother. All I wanted was the gifts that I gave her over the years. I knew that leaving them behind would see them tossed out by the vultures. One of them, Dianne I suspect, assumed they were taking the wireless phone set home with them. Too bad I got to them first. Jeff also told me that him and my aunt needed me to play scarecrow to the vultures long enough to get through the funneral before they cleaned out my grandmother's memories. I told Jeff to tell them we were staying until after the funeral so they all stay away even though we were going back home the next day. On the way out the next morning don't I run into one of the vultures. Mike was giving me such a dirty look. That asshole assumes he can bully me and make me submit. He's always been a spineless coward. I have no respect for any of them. Mike is so arrogant he assumes that he knows everything but doesn't have the brains to check the facts or ask the right questions. Those losers are so afraid they will miss out on something or not get enough if they have to share. To protect my grandmother. Mike proved it at my grandmother's funeral service when he tried to attack me outside of the reception hall. He's so spineless that he had to wait until he had an army to back him up and I was alone before he confronted me. I just ignored him and kept walking. I flipped him off. He is an idiot.

Granfma must have seen this coming because she hid all of her jewelry which was the first thing Dianne tried to go after. Too bad I found it all while looking through the clothing grandma had. I took items that I knew those vultures would see no monetary value in and toss out. I didn't want that to happen. My aunt also gave me the rest of Grandma's jewelry telling me she would have wanted me to have it. I felt her love more than ever at that moment. I am so happy that the truth is coming out and those losers are blowing themselves out of the water.
Yesterday I got an email from a friend in Brantfords who told me about a memorial in the paper that she found. She said it had a beautiful poem and Sherri's picture. This friend toild me that she saved it for me in case I wanted it. I told her to toss it out. That part of my life is over. She told me that I was not mentioned as Sherri's sister. I said that was very kind of them I appreciate that. Who wants to be linked to a home wrecking sociopath who made it her mission in life to take away everything that has ever made me happy?

Now that I am finally free of that cult I have noticed that life at home is getting better. My daughter has turned her back on me but I know it is just a phase she is going through. But I feel more connected to the family Ihave now. Jeff showed me his true colors too. He asked everyone for their contact information. Everyone but me that is. This after telling me that he doesn't care why the rest of his family has disowned me he has nothing against me. I felt betrayed when the truth revealed itself but I know he has been close to Mike all of his life and I am sure Mike has some kind of hold on Jeff. I am used to being rejected and alienated by them. So it's no big deal to me anymore. I know the truth and I am free to move forward with my life and forget all of them. No more drama no more abuse. I am finally free. It's now clear to me that not one of them should be trusted. My aunt is the only one I will trust and stay in touch with. The rest of them can do as they plesase and keep me out of it. They are not my family. Family has more respect and they protect and fogive each other. I have never been given any of that from them.