After a week with no response, I finally gave up.
Maria wasn’t going to reach out to the family pastor herself. I really wanted to believe that this whole thing hadn’t been planned since “the custody battle.”
Maria didn’t even pretend to care anymore. The job was done in her mind; this was just clean up. What she didn’t know was that I had contacted the Pastor several years ago, seeking both help spiritually and emotionally with this issue.
At this point, I was going to try and bring him in to mediate some type of discussion on the matter. I was desperate to matter to my “family.”
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Maria called me the following week and told me that she had talked with Landon.
She left me a voicemail and she was pissed. She started by saying that she was aware that I had talked with the Pastor before she had talked with him and had met with him as well.
Instead of being happy that I tried to find someone to help us mediate this problem, she sounded angry.
Then she jumped into how she was always going to take care of HER girls and it wasn’t MY responsibility and she had already told them about the situation.
My main concern was making sure the girls had an accurate picture of what had happened and the steps I had taken to keep them out of this. I was going to wait until after Madison had given birth to my nephew, but Maria had decided to give them her version before I could tell them what really happened. I would have been fine with her telling them if she had actually protected her daughters’ interests in this matter. Unfortunately, she wasn’t. She was just continuing to enable my father’s behavior.
However, with my grandmother no longer alive, Maria didn’t have her favorite club to keep me in line.
In her voicemail she made it very clear she felt this was really about my portion of the inheritance and that anything that happened between my father and myself was our business. She wasn’t going to participate in helping me with this one as she needed to take care of herself and it was really “our” problem.
What Maria didn’t realize was that ever since I got out of the hospital, I knew I was going to have to take care of this one. To be clear, I REALLY didn’t want to be the one to deal with it and when it was a money thing I had walked but I had been very clear in all of my emails what my concerns were and she knew she couldn’t spin this one.
Had Maria or anyone else in the family put a small amount of effort into “trying” to fix this problem, this website wouldn’t exist.
While I knew where Maria and my father stood, I wanted to be there for my sisters if I could. I sent them all of the emails to date along with an email.