Yesterday I found out that Great Uncle, Colin, died. More imporantly though, I only actually found out about Colin with that very information...
My nan was on the phone with his wife and soon after she then rested her arms on the dinner table and had one of those serious tones on her voice.
She explained how she had another brother called Colin, not a half or step brother, full blood relation.
Hes the oldest of my Nan and her siblings but at that time her dad, and my great Granddad, wanted a girl. Soo he then opted to just hand him over to some friends because again, he didn't want a boy and the friends also were unable to conceive a child.
According to my nan though, they never knew how to raise a child so well and thus he was never shown much love growing up. They fed him, clothed him and all that but the affection you need growing through the first stages of childhood was missing.
Even as a child too, my nan and her siblings knew of Colin, they knew he was there brother. They weren't permitted to see him though and nethier Colin or my nan ever appeared at each others birthdays or other family events.
Apparently such occurences was common in those days too...people just handing over their kid to someone else like a pet they just didn't like the look of.
Truthfully though, I wasn't saddened by the news, I mean of course hes still just a stranger to me and will always stay that way too.
I'm more soo pretty pissed at why the hell, all this time, my nan still just carryed on with her dad. They still spoke to each other like a loving father and daughter would. She explains to me how even as an adult, Colin was plagued with depression and was usually on meds and sorts throughout.
And now he dies at the age of 61. From a massive heart attack my nan said. I asked about the Funeral and she said she will attend, though franklyI feel its a lil too late toonly juststart getting involved in his life...when he doesn't have one.
I might join too, not because of him being family but because even without relation, he was a broken man who had to live life knowing his parents didn't want him. Blood relation or not, its just too damn cruel.
So yeah, bad things happen in the world, hardly news to anyone. But still just thought I'd give rise to such an event in my life.