YOU ARE THE MOTHER!!!

 

Last Monday Cheryl and Big Jake came to our office so Big Jake could see our new dump truck. While Big Jake waited for the truck to arrive at the shop I started to converse with Cheryl out in one of the outside bays. Cheryl mentioned Burlington Massachusetts, the small town her and Big Jake grew up in and how she had a lot of saved memories that she would like to make our son the keeper of since she’s not getting any younger. I used this as my opening. Today was going to be the day a secret that we were both keeping was finally going to be revealed. For one of us it’s been kept for the past 2 or 3 years and the other since she was 21!!!

 

I started the discussion by telling my mom that the of Burlington history is quite interesting!!! And I have long been intrigued by it. Especially our family’s history. More than that I wanted to discuss our immediate family’s history. I asked if I could start with how she met Big Jake. My mother started telling me the story of how when she was young, she was good friends with Big Jake’s wife at the time. She told me how they would go out together and the wife would cheat on my dad. My mom said this made her angry. I guess so angry she ended up marring him. I don’t fucking know.  Not quite the history I was after, but interesting none the less. Meanwhile the dump truck arrived, and we paused to watch Big Jake fifty feet from us take in the view. Then roll over to us and whisper a few comments. “That’s a nice truck”. Thanks Big Jake!!! “Are you guys busy?” Yup pretty busy Big Jake, right now I’m trying to get your wife to answer some questions can you please roll tour ass back over to the door? I thought to myself!!! When he finally did roll back over Sandstram magically appeared which I immediately gave her the go away hand which she totally understood. I could now continue my convo with Cheryl.

 

I asked about Big Jakes wife’s brother George. My understanding from the little I already knew this was love of my mom’s life. My mother said George was the love of her life. My intel was obviously pretty fucking good. I pressed on. I told my mom my understanding was that at some point during this time she had gotten pregnant by Georgie Boy. My mom did not bat an eye and said that was correct. At this point I told mom, as she already knew, I did my ancestry and people popped up that I did not know. I told her that I’m assuming you know where this is going? Which she replied “ I’m just glad your Grandmother is gone now if this is all going to come out”. “She was horrible to me when this happened and was mean to me for the rest of my life”. I tried to show some understanding by telling the story about my grandfather laughing at my business proposal like it was a big joke and how much that hurt me. Which now thinking back is probably not as drastic as a pregnancy. About this time, Big Jake rolled back over. “Are you guys busy” “Boy Jake really keeps this place clean” Holy fuck big Jake, is there any way we can turn your pacemaker back to 30 for about another 30 minutes? I’m working hard over here!!! Big Jake finally rolled back away!!!

 

I wanted to know why my mom went to my father’s parents house in Vermont while she was pregnant and the answer, I got was odd. My mom told me my that Big Jakes parents were the nicest people in the world and she didn’t even think Big Jake knew that she was staying there. What??? This part seems like bullshit!!! Especially according to my math, they were married approximately 2 years after the birth of my mom’s first child. The other weird part for me is I always thought it was my mother’s grandparents who made my mom put her child up for adoption. It appears they had every intention for my mom to come home with a baby. But somewhere in that year something obviously happened. I am now starting to believe my mom made the decision.  Obviously, there are still questions that I would like answered. That part is up to Cheryl now.

 

The last thing I discussed is the ancestry and giving my mom full disclosure that I did reach out to the person that I found and had conversed with them on a few occasions. I tried to put her at ease by telling her that the person had a great life. They were raised by an Italian family that had adopted several other children. She still lived in the vicinity of Burlington and has no regrets about her life. I believe this information was a bit comforting to her. Hard to tell for sure though, She’s a hard broad to read!!! I closed with if she ever felt like discussing any of this further, I’m here for her. And if she does want to possibility meet this person that may be a possibility as well. About his time Big Jake rolled back and I couldn’t take it any longer so we ended our conversation.

 

I did follow up with a text to tell my mom thanks for the discussion and I loved her. Which she responded, “I appreciate your understanding”. 

A few days later I told her in person my offer still stands on what we discussed, and she replied “I’m still processing that was a lot”

 

Peace And Love!!!

 

 

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