2016 cannot end fast enough. Just about 5 hours left, and that's too much.
In addition to all the horrid things that have occurred, yesterday topped them all.
G was getting ready to go out hunting when a stranger appeared at our door. He introduced himself as one of my SIL's hunters. He said he thought something was wrong at her house, so he went in.
He found her on the floor in the hall and she was unresponsive.
She was dead. And it appeared she had been dead for a couple of days. Since she lives alone - out here at the end of the earth, no one knew.
We spent the afternoon/ evening there. We had EMS, the sheriff, the Justice of the Peace, and the mortuary there.
We tried to find her good for nothing drug head son. We located his father who knew where he was. They came up about 10pm. We had left, but G went back just before they got there. And I wanted to tell one of the hunters something, and G didn't answer his phone. So I was there also when they arrived.
We both left again about 11. The hunters had built a fire and were around it. They said the drug head came out of the house waving a piece of paper that was the will and dancing around. Later he yelled this is mine, all mine. He didn't care that his mother had just died.
They ransacked the house and grabbed anything that they could take to be pawned. They were totally drunk - Drug head and his girlfriend each had a gallon of vodka they were carrying around with them, DH looked at one of the hunters and said "this is f***ing over, and you are f***out of here.
Those hunters treated SIL like she was their mother. They did so much for her. The one guy was absolutely traumatized by his discovery. Another had said he was going to take the dog and the two cats. Druggie managed to get the dog away and sped off (drunk and drugged up) into the night with SIL's truck packed to the maximum. The hunter asked about the cats and he replied
"F**k them, leave the door open and let the coyotes get them"
I was reeling from just the discovery, but when I learned of Druggie's behavior this morning, I was physically ill.
This year needs to end. NOW. I just had to vent. I cannot believe anyone would act like this. Guess I was really wrong.
6 comments:
Oh. My. Gosh! This was G's sister?
I can't even imagine the horror of that day.
I'm so very sorry.
I'm so sorry for your loss and that you have to deal with those POS on top of it!
Ohhh my Dear!
How very, very horrible! -sighhhh-
I'm sure no words of mine, can be of any help.
So I will just leave you with the wish, that I could give you many, many gentle hugs.....
Luna Crone
omg..I'm just sick..this is so horrible..much love to you both..Goddess bless her.
...that's what you'll say when you pass-away, hopefully you're going Upstairs with us. If you dont know the Way, lemme fill-you-up withe efficacious epiphany and subliminal epithets of the Great Beyond, dear...
Let this be your catalyst to Seventh-Heaven:
'The more you shall honor Me,
the more I shall bless you'
-the Infant Jesus of Prague
(<- Czech Republic, next to Russia)
Love him or leave him or indifferent...
better lissen to the Don:
If you deny o'er-the-Hillary's evil,
which most whorizontal demokrakkrs do,
you cannot deny Hellfire
which YOU send YOURSELF to.
Yes, earthling, I was an NDE:
the sights were beyond extreme.
Choose Jesus.
You'll be most happy you did.
God bless your indelible soul.
...that's what you'll say when you pass-away, hopefully you're going Upstairs with us. If you dont know the Way, lemme fill-you-up withe efficacious epiphany and subliminal epithets of the Great Beyond, dear...
Let this be your catalyst to Seventh-Heaven:
'The more you shall honor Me,
the more I shall bless you'
-the Infant Jesus of Prague
(<- Czech Republic, next to Russia)
Love him or leave him or indifferent...
better lissen to the Don:
If you deny o'er-the-Hillary's evil,
which most whorizontal demokrakkrs do,
you cannot deny Hellfire
which YOU send YOURSELF to.
Yes, earthling, I was an NDE:
the sights were beyond extreme.
Choose Jesus.
You'll be most happy you did.
God bless your indelible soul.
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