Mike Morgan (dagoonite) wrote,
Mike Morgan
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The short of it...

Okay, due to circumstances beyond my control, I am not going to Anime Iowa.  Shit sucks, and I won't go into that.  That's not the important part here.

Some time ago, as you may recall, I learned of my father's death.  There was a lot of talk about the big I word, but it didn't matter to me.  I purposefully put that out of my head, because A) I didn't get jack until my grandmother died due to the wording of my grandfather's will, and B) I had to deal with the emotional complications of my sperm donor's death.  I spent most of my life in mortal terror of him, so I needed time to focus entirely on that.

Here a few days ago, I started getting confusing phone calls.  An aunt and a cousin called.  Confusing?  Yes.  "I've wanted to get ahold of you for years but blah blah blah blah blah."  They laid it on thick, then brought up the land.  Ooookay, whatevs.  Kind of confusing to me.

Yesterday another aunt called my mom trying to get ahold of me.  Here comes the fun bit.  She actually took the time to explain shit to mom.  Mom passed the information to me, with more details than ever.  I share these with you, just to clear some stuff up.  My grandfather:  Died of lung cancer.  NOT cigarette related, believe it or not.  My father:  Had a heart attack.  CPR was performed for 25 minutes until the ambulance arrived.  They got his heart restarted, but later declared him brain dead.  The plug was pulled two days later.  As much as I hate to say it, and as much as it means that I haven't come as far as I would have liked, he should have been left in that state for longer.  My grandmother died from...  shit I don't remember all of the details, but something right beneath her diaphragm ruptured and got infected and...  yeah.

So, yeah.  There's a family feud going on.  Over my 20 acres of land, my house, my barn, my new vehicles, and...  yeah.  I  have what everybody wants, and didn't find out until yesterday.  Because it's in Tennessee.  And I'm in Iowa.

Somebody please explain to me how I should feel about this.  Or how I can make this all go away without traveling to Tennessee and having to confront ghosts I don't even remember.  Or why my gut response to this is to run around yelling "They be after me lucky charms!"

Because that's the most solid thing I feel about this.

THEY BE AFTER ME LUCKY CHARMS!
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