Where have I been? Sorry I haven’t been posting. My interest in this blog is roller-coaster to say the least. Back on July 17th, 2006, I even started an entry, that I never finished. It’s an aggravating topic and I was quite angry when I wrote it. I had decided that I should calm down before posting it.
Well, yesterday kicked off a week long family gathering for my mom’s family. It started with a “reunion” of my great-grandfather’s (that’s my mom’s, mom’s dad) descendants. This years, there was only around 175 to 200 of us there. It seemed to me that many of the people my age were missing, which is understandable considering they’re probably married and busy with their own young families.
The reunion was enjoyable. The mutton wasn’t as good as it should have been, but It was nice to be there again. In a previous year, one of my nephew’s fell off the tree swing that had been enjoyed by generations before, so, because of the idiocy of modern idiots, it had been taken down. I suppose it’s just as well, since the majority of descendants no longer attend any way, making my nieces and nephews and a few of my younger cousins the majority of the kids there.
I became angry last night when, after we (that would be all my grandma’s descendants who are here this year) left the main reunion at the ranch early to come to grandma’s house. The kids were all told that they were going to be roasting marshmallows after they got home and cleaned up. Well, after sitting with the kids in the backyard for an hour and a half waiting for the marshmallows and sticks, and being pressed by one of my nieces for them, I went into the house to see what was going on. It turns out the “adults” had just flat-out lied to the kids. They had never intended to uphold their promises.
This week, my mom’s sisters planned what they are calling a “heritage” week to “honor” our ancestors. Most of what they have planned this week has nothing to do with heritage at all, but involve skills our great-grandparents implored in times long past. A more fitting word would have been legacy, since none of what we will be “learning” was passed down to this portion of the “family”, it still doesn’t work for these events.
I wonder, however, if one thing was passed down to this family through blood and false traditions. Compulsive lying.
Today, I am infuriated. The lies that five very special kids are being told and brainwashed into believing insults me, insults the kids, insults their parents, and offends me a great deal. It really pisses me off. They’re my four nieces and a nephew from a sister who went through a divorce that subsequently separated them from their parents and ill-placed them, divided, into the homes of two of my aunts.
That’s as far as I got before taking the much needed break. I went to the library and happened across a book titled The Serpent Tide. It wasn’t written very well, but for some reason I was drawn to it so I continued to read. As it turns out, the main character is struggling with similar lies. What a coincidence.
In the book, Wesley stumbles upon the secret that his parents aren’t really his biological parents at all, and that he may have been kidnapped as a baby. It was a fun story with lovable characters and a predictable end, but despite the fact that it was written by a Mormon woman living in Sandy, Utah, I would recommend it to LDS readers and other family oriented people.
In reality, my sister’s kids were “legally” kidnapped. Thanks to false doctrine and unrighteous counsel from a certain meddling mother and her sisters, the state was unwisely invited to intercede the delicate situation, where they had no right or authority be. As a consequence, the kids were unlawfully removed from both parents and placed in the guardianship of the aunts.
We all make decisions, and shit happens. I can handle the situation, and although it disappoints me that so much righteous counsel from the appropriate religious authorities was rejected, I still have hope for all those involved. One day, I hope that they will all prayerfully recognize their mistakes that were due to their satanic pride, jealousy, and vanity, and come clean with everything.
But, that’s not the problem that angers me concerning the situation. It’s the false doctrine and lies that the kids are being told that upsets me. The aunts are teaching my nieces and a nephew that they are the kids’ true eternal parents and that their real parents are nothing more than “birth-parents”. Through this false doctrine, the kids are being taught that their mom is really their cousin and I and my other sisters are also cousins.
Why would these aunt’s, who purport to be LDS, seek to destroy the truth of their grand-nieces’ and nephew’s family? What’s wrong with teaching them the truth: that their family got separated and now they live with their grand-aunts until their own family can be reunited. It’s simple. It’s easy. It’s the truth.
So much of reality has been taken from these kids. They are so confused about it. I don’t know how many times I’ve had conversations with them as they struggle to remember how we, my sisters and me, are related to them. This from kids who knew me from birth as their favorite uncle. They have lost so much of the knowledge they were taught when they were little. They are being told that everything they know to be true, is wrong. All for the satanic greed of very selfish, and compulsive-lying aunts.