JoElla (continued)

JoElla's ash's remained at the funeral home for over a year,finally she was laid to rest beside her son Matt with no one in attandance except the burial crew,maybe her oldest son stayed long enough at the grave side to make sure she was buried and maybe not,he probably had to return to north alabama to get on with his life.
For a toombstone,there is a small piece of granit which was furnished by the veterans administration for those veterans who have no one else to purchase a nicer one,it is adequate,at least she has that.Upon the stone there is writen the words "For Ever Giving"that is her epitaph and that was her life,she gave to all that ask,and in order not to speak ill of the dead,i shall refrain from adding my two cents in as did one of her psuedo friends,for i do not have the "ART" of being two faced and i stand by what i write.As far as friends go,the "yah yah" sisterhood is just that,a group of old ladies that have nothing better to do than to sit around and try to run every one's life,of which, i might add, they know absolutely nothing,i further feel that they cannot even run thier own lives let alone anyone else's.Of course i am sure that on Sunday they are at church (maybe on saturday too)kneeling and mumbling prayers to a God they dont believe in and gossiping about what the person in the next pew is wearing instead of listening to what the preacher is saying,and too envolved in the things of this world and trying to gain filthy lucre to know what that same God is trying to teach them.
Maybe it is just plain old fashioned guilt that drives them to lash out at people they dont even know,maybe it is the fact that thier husbands have been driven to the breaking point and are to tired to seem interested anymore.Most of JoElla's psuedo friends remind me of a bunch of old cackling hens anyway,they cackle and make a lot of noise but do little to produce any thing of value.Each time i have broached the subject of why and how JoElla died,they tend to become very defensive and lash out in anger toward me,why is that?is it guilt?I think it IS guilt.
There is also the matter of money,somehow it seems always to come down to money,she didn't have money for this,and she didn't have money for that,well i think Joella had enough sense to know that she could have drawn social security from my benefits,it would have been a substantial amount and i would not have had to sign anything,the money i did give her $750 a month,she used to hire an attorney to try to get more,no JoElla was not interested in getting mere money to live on,JoElla wanted me to be out on the street,or in jail,as for her not having a home,JoElla chose to sell our home in Taledega not i,JoElla chose to sell our home in Phenix City and move to Taladega,not i,she wanted to be near her son and her grand daughter so as to be able to enfluence the young lady,however her son did not want her there,he considered it an infraction upon his way of life and indeed he encouraged her to sell and move back to phenix city,incidently he also refused to let his dad (al mills) move in with him after he had a brain anurism and couldent work any more also.
As for mine and JoElla's divorce,personaly i would not presume to have ANYTHING to say about anyone else's divorce nor way of life at all,let alone post some snide comment anonymously on the internet.But then i suppose that is the ilk of all those psuedo friends of whom JoElla was so fond,if you think i am worried or even care what any one of you think,then i guess you might as well get another thought to think,or maybe i am mistaken,maybe you cant even read or never listened to your teachers in school,remember "THE GOLDEN RULE?"that is..if you even went to school at all TO BE CONTINUED

Story ID:	3403
Written by:	Bobby O'neill Mitchum (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Family History
Location:	Phenix City Alabama U.S.A.
Year:	2008
Person:	Self