Ok so i sent that letter to my mom and dad on June 1st. I still haven't heard from them concerning what was said in the letter kind of is time sensitive. I am gonna post the letter...
June 1, 2006
Dear Mom and Dad,
Here is a list of who I have on the guest list so far. I need to know if there is anyone else I forgot that is in our immediate family that you think should be invited. I have to order the invitations soon and I want to make sure that we have everyone that we need on the list. Or if there are 10-12 people that you want to be invited and arent family thats ok too. Brians family and guests are in blue. I am sure there may be a few more that will be added.
I also need to know if you are planning on contributing money wise to the wedding so that we know what to expect for raising funds. Right now we have everything covered except for the reception itself. If you can help us, that would be great. Brians mom and dad have offered to help out a bit too. I also need to know if you guys need a hotel room reserved. The Comfort Inn is right across the street from the reception hall or there are others next to me. Since you, Dad, and I think Grandma is going to be in the ceremony and have to be at the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner I think for gas purposes and what not it would be better if you guys stayed in town on that Saturday. If any one else in the family will need a room let me know so that I can reserve them soon. You guys could even stay at my apartment the night of the wedding if you want. Brian and I have booked a room for the night. Just so you know its an option. Its all up to you.
My dress and everything has been ordered. I still havent decided if I am going to wear a veil or not, but I will figure that out when my dress comes in. They say that its better if you do it that way, so that it matches with the dress. I am so excited! I will send Shelley some pictures of it in her email. Its not me in the picture but it will give you an idea of what it looks like. I wish Aurora were just a little older. I really wanted her to be my flower girl but, I dont know if she could do it. Brian has a little cousin but she is still a little too young as well.
Brian and I want to schedule a time when you and Dad can meet his parents. Whether it be dinner or something we will have to figure out and plan. I dont know if you guys are willing to maybe come up around this way when you are on your way up north or something? Or we can all come down there. Either way, we just think yall need to meet before the wedding.
ok now is there anything in there that would piss you off if I were your daughter? I mean I am being straight forward and keeping them informed on what is going on... Is that wrong? The biggest thing that pisses me off is that they choose just not to say anything... They could at the actual very least have Shelley call me and say that they aren't going to help or something.
I was talking to Shelley and she was like "just call mom" what the fuck for? So she can tell me to fuck off? She is doing a great job of that without saying anything at all. Besides I am not going to beg them to love me. If they don't want to help or have anything to do with my wedding then they can just NOT come. That simple. I love them but I am sick and tired of being made to feel like the "bad kid" I am the one who has her life together, I am getting married before I have children and I am not living off of them for free, I have NEVER done drugs, and I am not a fucking hooker like they think. But NO, instead of being decent to me and close like we used to be I am the one who is held at arms length, given tough love?, and made to feel like shit. I am not asking them to let me move in and not have to pay rent... I think that after 7 years of living on my OWN and not asking them for shit... they would have a lil gumption to just get over their shit, be the damn family that they pretend so hard to be, and just help me pay for my reception... NOT THE WEDDING just the reception. If I didn't need the money, I wouldn't have asked for the help... So my heart is breaking... I am just not going to beg. Ball is in their hands.
Why can I NOT be happy? Why can't my parents at least pretend to be happy for me?
