Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.
Holidays were my mom,
Church wish for God,
Mother would clean and cook,
My kid sister did whatever she wanted,
Dad sat in a chair,
I’m sure that’s not what he did when he was young at home,
I hope that’s not what he did,
Grandma was blind and crippled,
My place was in the kitchen with Mom,
Funny sad,
Since I was 9 my place was in the garden in the yard in the kitchen helping Mom,
I had a dog named Casey when I was 10,
Casey was my best friend,
Tradition is set up against anyone seen as weak by head bully,
One weekend Diana came with her first son Robert,
Robert was just learning to walk,
Casey was a fun loving puppy ran over and knocked over little Robbie,
That’s snapped something in Diana it meant to her that puppy needs to go!
It was a Friday I was 10 I hugged my dog and went to school, by the time I returned home I had no dog,
Diana and Robbie had returned with the little dog they called patches looked like Benji, the first mom was told you have to accept this dog the people who own it we’re going to Mexico to be missionaries and it would be put to sleep if it didn’t have some place to go,
Mother told Diana Val has a dog,
Diana told mother that her second lie of course was if you don’t take this dog you will never see your grandson again this is what a narcissist bully does!
I never again saw Casey he lives forever in my heart,
Tradition
It was dad’s excuse to be able to do whatever he wanted,
When Ellen was seventeen,
Late busy breaking curfew,
Mother caught her in the kitchen,
Mom worried Ellen was an alcoholic,
My grandmother was visiting,
Mom’s mom,
Instead of standing up for what she had done Ellen used an insult, Ellen had been trained as a bully at the knee of my older half sister and ran with bullies in school,
So out of the mouth of babes came the sword that struck mother to her heart,
‘When you sing you make my ears bleed!’
Mother wasn’t smoker or a drinker she had few things she enjoyed
Mother enjoyed our pets and the horses on the farm and singing,
Mother and tears is where she never sing again,
Mother a woman of her word,
No longer sang in the kitchen,
In the garden,
In the house,
In the car,
Or worshiping her God!
Tradition!
Tradition!
Just from the meanest of her youngest bullying daughter,
I had for years seen my older half sister lied to mother,and cut out mother’s heart out with a spoon,
Diana did her meanness without further adieu,
Like a magician,
One young woman my blood sister and her gang School Felicia was duct tape naked to a PE bench and thought it was funny!
Before my younger sister passed away in October at two twenty six months after our mother did, Felicia told me if she saw Ellen anytime it made her throw up from the memory of what they did to her,
You get past pain you don’t get over it that’s a stupid assumption!
Mother used to say she would forget but you would never forgive!
Diana programmed of mother had started she started in two ten dad was still alive,
Diana was Gaslighting mom, Calling mom seventy times a week,doing her best to force mom from her home,
Tradition meant nothing Diana Lee Heike Dudley,
All that matter to Diana was results get whatever you want do whatever it takes to get what you want!
By any means,
Tradition!
See Diana wanted the Brass ring,the prize dad’s father’s property in northern Wisconsin,one of a kind two hundred and seventy five acres in Chipquamigan National Forest called Cub Lake.
Paul John Andrew Heike bought property for back taxes in the nineteen thirties,paid five grand,
Mother always said never give Diana anything of value she will just sell it,
Tradition!
Two ten was the year Dan Ahler found Diana lived near him in Texas ,they had dated in high school,mother stopped Dan dating Diana he was a year older,
Diana’s best at bullying up close and personal,
She did it with annual visits,
Diana did it with crappy gifts,
Diana upgraded her laptop give mother her crappy one I used it one summer and hybrid classes literally burned the top of my left kneecap,
Diana had a set of five phones connected with one they weren’t going into a new house with Dan so she brought them with Dan all the way to Iowa telling Dan the lie all the way that I beat mother had him tell me when he first met me that if I hit him he would call the law on me I have never hit anyone words are my weapon tools my trade I write I remember!
Tradition!
Tradition!
I will be Ash and dead thirty years and still hear why aren’t you in the kitchen helping your mom,
I helped mom,
I would cook I clean,
Mom garden I weeded ,
It was like mother and I were partners,
Mother joined Lutheran Church,
Dad took care of the stock,
Family gatherings mother and I do the work,
Dad retired at sixty-five it was a good thing dad started to treat clients patients like he treated us mother and I,
No one knows how long it took but Dad had dementia,
Dad would go to the farm to feed the stock ,
The stock started to deplete and appear thin,
Dad was reported for being abusive but it wasn’t he just wasn’t feeding them,
This is two oh nine,
One day I came from school I had returned to college at fifty to get my BA,
Dad’s sugar was 800,
The ambulance came and took dad to the hospital,
Then to the VA in Iowa City,
Dad was diagnosed with dementia and then he was put in Northgate the nursing home in Waukon Iowa,
Mother was like that song that religious thing ‘I’m free free at last!’
Took fifty-seven years,
Mother went to the nursing home about every day to see Dad,
I don’t think that’s fear I think that’s love,
Mother always big on what other people might think,
Dr L N Heike my father past September at 3:00 a.m. two thousand and twelve,
We had asked to be there when Dad passed the b**** of a nurse just sort of told Dad to die and no one cared to tell her till morning,
Tradition!
I couldn’t care for both of them and carry a full load at college no one helped, Ellen would come and mow, have a beer and leave,
One day I was so tired I asked Ellen I asked Mom if she would ask Ellen to bring me aspirins,
Ellen said why can’t Val just do it,
Everytime Ellen came to mow mother would cry and say ‘Do you think she will miss me when I’m gone?
Two twelve came in a blur I was a full-time student just transferred into Luther College September 3rd,
Dad died in two twelve,
Diana had lied me on the Elder Abuse and two twelve, I was sitting my first class Psychology of education September 3rd, taught by Dr Deb Fordyce, Luther College,
Two men stunk in the back door because they were told you can’t ring the bell mother is an invalid she can’t rise to answer the door so they snuck in yelling Mary Mary ,mother’s name was Marian the bastards could not even get that right!
Where are you!
Mother yelled from the den in her office and said I don’t know who you are this is my home, you have no permission to be here,leave!
We need to see how you are !
Mom yelled back hear my voice leave , I’ll call the law!
We’re here to see you’re okay !
Mother took none of that, mother had never been an invalid, it was a lie to get people into mother’s house , we’ll be back they yelled well there’s a don’t bother you! Mother yelled back you won’t be invited in then either,
Iowa crappyass human services had been told they had to come when my vehicle was gone otherwise their life would be in jeopardy and they bought it , Hook,Line and Sinker f****** Human Services of Iowa!
Humane crappy Services of Iowa investigate nothing they believe every lie out of every narcissist’s b****** f****** mouth that ever existed. I knew nothing of what Diana had done until two fourteen when I was told by my younger sister,
We never lost our back door till that September 3rd 2012 we started locking our back door and Waukon Iowa,
Mother the supposed invalid would rise from her invalid bed and walk to the back door and open the door every night I came from school,
Denise Harrington¹ came from Human Services mother had no idea why she was there she came in June two fourteen mother told Ellen if Diana ever did that again mother remove her from her will,
That gave Diana another thing to work toward removing me from mother’s will,
Diana has spent years programming Ellen told Diana everything just like mother did every single f****** morning,
You would swear two of this was your life if you were the gay daughter who found out when I came out that my dad had spent all my life telling his family that I was developmentally retarded because that way it was okay that I didn’t date men!
In August the two fourteen Diana had threatened mother that if I return to Luther College she would drive to walk on and for his mother either into a nursing home or take her against her will to Granbury Texas mother came to me in tears and pleaded me please stay with me don’t let her take me and I stepped out of Luther College and it’s all documented all you have to do is look!
In October she shouted at mother and stuck her fist and mother’s face and in October at two fourteen,
‘You have nothing of value and no right to have doors unlocked!“It was that October day we stopped locking our front door I moved every single one of dad’s guns to the front room on the floor behind couches, I moved some of his guns upstairs to a tote for my youngest nephews,
Diana , my half sister was going to take all dad’s guns to Texas to her son, I stopped that by locking the gun cabinet and then removing all the guns.
The sheriff of Alamakee County the Sherriff found all the guns safe in the living room on the floor.
Where I had put the guns he found they were all loaded it was good thing I moved them we could have been gunned down in our own home with a front door unlocked we lost so much of our hot air, went right through that door because didn’t seal and then we weren’t allowed to lock it because of the b**** yelled at mother and told her we could’t because in her eyes we had nothing of value which was all bald-faced lie , look at Sweeney’s auction and see what they got when they sold every single piece of mother’s belongings that I didn’t already get when I went into the smoked out house after Diana set the fire in our laundry room and electric dryer that had not been used that day,
In President Roosevelt’s day that lived in Infinity was December 4th for us it was December 3rd,
It seemed Diana is urgency for what mother had that she wanted had increased two fold,
If I was the monster I was painted as I would have got a Diana’s body and thrown it into the deepest sinkhole I know of on Bill Ferrings farm in Allamakee County.
Only person I’ve ever seen yell at mother was Dad and Ellen and Diana,
Mother and I withstood such horrirs at Diana’s hands in that time from Two ten to two fourteen are astronomical in width,
It seems like a blur and then mother was gone,
No holiday, no event was worth the dust on the floor,
I’m the only survivor of my family, Diana’s lies took everything I love to cherish,
I have two nephews they don’t even know who I am they believed everything out of Diana’s mouth and they should have known better who the f*** are these Christians the tear the wings of poets!
it wasn’t my fault I was born gay it has nothing to do with tradition has to do with DNA!
My friend Ruth believe that Diana will get her just rewards it took her to coding packs a week to murder my mother it took bullying to murder my baby sister there is nothing pleasant about her and I think she deserves worse than death,
I break the tradition!
Next rebirth I kill anyone who harms those I love,
Did you know when they put you on elder abuse you’re there for 10 years most of us are innocent and no one cares we Care we know we didn’t do it but that doesn’t save us!
Loneliness is the weapon that will take our lives, the last of the family that knows the truth and nobody cares Christians are like that,
Tradition!
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Footnote:
1. Denise Headington was told by mother and it was a lie Val never hurt me Val has never beaten me she doesn’t stop me from eating. Diana had already told Denise that mother will say whatever she can because it keeps Val from beating her. I was doomed at birth. Diana’s lies took my good name she wanted it to take my life I didn’t give her the satisfaction of it I’m a writer I write.
Val Whitewolf 