Thursday, October 13, 2011

passages

The anniversary of my dad's death is coming up.

I've been doing some pretty intense grieving...including the process of telling Dave stuff that I've never told anyone about the last days of my dad's life.

Things that I saw and experienced, that I've never shared with my family. Or my then-spouse.

Things that were just between Dad and me.

Things that have haunted me, and never left me.

I am sure that my siblings have similar stories.

But those are their stories.

That grief is theirs, just like mine is my own. It's one of those things that is intensely personal.

I only hope that my experience with this kind of primal, deep grief will help someone else some day. Like Dave...when we have to go through the eventual, and hopefully FAR OFF, loss of his parents.

In other news, we will finalize the relationship between my property and it's ex tenant over the next week or so.

My brother has taken on the responsibility of composing the final letter of release, which will explain why she is not getting all of her security deposit back.

This is not required by law, as evidenced by the fact that our last apartment only refunded us $18 of our deposit without benefit of any type of explanation what so ever...(and we left that place SPOTLESS...while she left my property filthy)...but, be that as it may, there will be a letter of some kind accompanying her partial refund.

And that will be the end.

Her name,which, as mentioned in a previous post, is as ashes in my mouth, will never be spoken again.

Dave has talked to the new tenant. He said that he seems like a decent guy.

The new tenant told Dave that he doesn't even have a copy of the lease.

I have no idea how that happened, but, again...be that as it may..... if I ever get a copy of it myself, I will send a copy to the tenant.

I am not going to ask how or why things went the way they did, or why I have been made out to be a bad guy, when I did absolutely NOTHING to deserve that title.....

all I ever did, really..... was buy that stupid property!!!

"real estate is the best investment you can make..."


Really?



Anyway, I just know that the drama/turmoil/stupidity seems to be over, and Dave has the new tenant's phone number, and vise versa....and hopefully, this is the end of many weeks of stress and uncertainty.

2 comments:

bhd said...

P, I totally recommend Deena Metzger's Writing For Your Life. Do what she says. I studied with her repeatedly in past years and I can say that her work is the real deal. I wrote about my own experience with my Dad at Memorial Sloan Kettering in NY. The kind of stuff we spend years oercoming in therapy. And with her work, it turned into a narrative of courage and compassion. Not a burden any longer, but a celebration of my answering the call to care for my parent. I don't know what your story is, but I bet you can process it differently than you are now. Deena Metzger. Writing for your Life.

triskele said...

thanks, c. i remember when you studied with her....