Yesterday I posted a humorous analogy from Johnny Roh that insinuated that I thought that my parents were “crappy.” Oh, how I have offended some! Oops.
Please listen up,
Neither of my parents are crappy. It was supposed to be taken as humor.
My father, Michael James Nemelka and my mother, Diane Jorgensen, are no better or worse than any other parents in this world. They’re just people. Granted, they are not the type of people I find happiness hanging around with, but they are equal to me as human beings doing what each thinks best in this life. Unfortunately, what my father thinks is best is to consistently refer to me as crazy; and my mother lost a son who would have enhanced her life when she phoned Sheri and called me an “asshole.” Sure, they’ve both done “crappy” things to me, but they are certainly not “crappy” people.
There’s no doubt that neither of my parents (and pretty much none of my immediate or extended family) is going to like my autobiography when I reveal how they have treated me in the past, but I will write it as I experienced it, not how they might have justified it. But based on their knowledge, their personal prejudices and their individual journeys in life, I don’t blame them for acting toward me the way that they did. But I would challenge my parents (and anyone in my family) to present anything at anytime when I mistreated any one of them.
I meant what I wrote in the introduction to The Sealed Portion,
Yet in all my experiences, I have never hurt another human soul. The depth of my compassion for my fellow human beings is hard to imagine when one considers the effect that others’ lies and behavior have had upon me. There are many who consider me their enemy, but I love them all and wish no ill upon them. I have lost wives, children, and all of my personal effects, and have been persecuted by those who once loved me. But in spite of all of these negative experiences in my life, I have yet to turn against another and harbor ill feelings toward him or her. In other words, my conscience is clean and pure before my God and my fellow human beings.
And keep in mind, “my God” is my conscience, and I’m perfectly fine with all of the decisions that I have made in my life in my fraternal relationships, especially in light of my recent reconnection with a few of my children and my granddaughter.
To my alienated children, all I can say is: my conscience is clean and pure before you. My door is always open, but if you have become prejudiced towards me by no fault of mine, then the loss will always be yours. The loss is yours because when a thought of me comes to your minds, it is negative; thus the loss of your peace.
I tried all that I could to be involved in my children’s lives. I went to jail a few times because of all that trying and have emotionally suffered because of them. But there comes a point in one’s life when one takes a look at a situation and says, “What positive thing comes from my continual pursuit of a relationship that someone else doesn’t want?” At that point, I emotionally shut the door to my children who want nothing to do with me. But each one has a key to open that door. And if any do, his or her life will only improve substantially. It is this that their mothers do not want. Why? Wouldn’t it be cool to ask them?
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But anyways,
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I’ve reserved the Garden Park clubhouse in Orem, UT for a gathering of those who stay away from desserts for the month of August. On Sunday, September 2, from noon to whenever, we’ll have our little celebration.
And for all of you who would like to come who didn’t stay away from desserts during August, go ahead and come and see what you missed as you observe and hear the stories of those who did. :-)
HOWEVER, those who eat desserts are responsible for all the food and drinks for the party. I want a fresh chocolate cake from Magelby’s in Provo/Orem. I want awesome pasta dishes, come with fresh real crab meat ready to eat, some awesome salads, some awesome dishes, and whatever other awesome things to eat you diet-slackers can come up with. :-)
Also, you slackers have to do all the cleaning up afterwards. :-)
Why am I really doing this?
Because I’m attempting to manipulate my friends into a healthy lifestyle and at the same time motivate myself to change my hunger of sweets to a hunger for health. And I need others to keep me motivated.
