Posted by:
Elder Berry
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Date: April 15, 2012 08:17PM
My father threatened to send me a letter that he will write every Sunday in a snail mail letter to me in the first of these that I got last week. Well he has been good for two weeks now.
Not that these letters are much writing for him. I could type them both here in minutes. They are a half sheet of copy paper with about ten or so sentences on them. I wonder if he is senile or he thinks a real letter has more force in getting me to reply. He attempted one email about a year ago to get me to reply to him.
Not much of an effort. Through out a few sentences.
Anyway every and I mean every communication I have from him mentions something church related. That is his bubble. He breaths Mormon Holy Ghost air I guess.
I find this behavior quite strange. I'm not replying. Let him send me a gaggle of sentences giving me his time in the temple and which of his ten children he interacted with that week.
But I digress. This latest letter had a sad sentence in it. It said that my mother and him were "empty nestores." It looks like he did this on a word processor. Weird. And that because they were they didn't have much to do.
They are old. They are retired. That is why they don't have much other than going to their tales from the crypt temple jobs. Is he senile? He hasn't had a kid living in his house for over a decade and that was a child he fathered at 45.
Strange.
Anyway, this one fact (that they don't have anything to do) makes me want to write him back a letter and say something like - all those years you were super involved in church, your business, your choir, your hobbies, all those people you were constantly helping and your family was an after thought.
I told him when I told him I didn't believe in the church that he had neglected his family and if his church thought family was so important why didn't he get more involved?
It is a little too late now with me. He has plenty of other kids to get involved with that DO believe like him.
Maybe he is just so disconnected from reality that his family doesn't really want him involved. Maybe we were more like a factory than a family and us products when and started our own factories to produce more blind followers of the glorious gospel. Maybe.
Well, I don't feel sorry for them. They made their beds and now is the time they get to enjoy laying in them. Maybe in the last decade (or two if they are lucky) of their lives they can ponder what this wonderful gospel has given them. A disconnected family closer to a corporation than to each other.
Family. Isn't it about time?