“You know, a lot of people are jealous of you and your mother”, a woman acquaintance who visited my home from the old neighborhood told me to my face years ago.
I was at the age of ten at the time and she had come to sit and visit with my grandmother when she acknowledged this revelation to me as we sat next to one another on the couch.
I didn’t say anything in return as I listened and took the message in then relayed the information back to my mother when she had arrived home later in the day.
The news wasn’t anything that was foreign or that my mother hadn’t already known within her own knowledge and intuition as to the negative emotions of certain others especially of those who’d gossip and/or spread false rumor just to let out their apparent insecurities and resentments to be openly identified by those who could thoroughly analyze and recognize them.
The lady’s communication was just a confirmation to a validation.
So pathetic how the jealousy and envy had followed us for decades up until now with circumstance rubbing their noses into the fact that my mother was a more competent parent within intelligence and capability and that their children were incapable of ever measuring up to the caliber of what I have and am able to further achieve within faculty and accomplishment.
