Gregory
Patrick
09/16/2022
Jaiden
Chapter 179
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"Jaiden, you
are a million miles away; would you like to talk about it?" "It's nothing that we haven't talked about
before, Peyton. I have never been a fan
of Meghan Markle, and I blame her for causing Harry to resign as a working
royal. Her Majesty the Queen asked Harry
and Meghan and their children to visit with her at Balmoral, and Harry declined
because he had a political event involving Meghan. When he married her, he began withdrawing as
a royal until he packed his bags and moved to Los Angeles, where everything was
and is always about her."
"I think she
is a narcissistic personality, and Harry doing what Meghan wanted to do cost
him the last memory of spending time with his grandmother; she died the next
week. He didn't even get to go to
Balmoral to be with his grandmother as she lay dying, and you could see the
pain of the realization he could have been with Her Majesty the Queen." "Why do you think that, Jaiden?"
"Well, for
one, a narcissistic personality involves a person with a sense of
entitlement. There was a point when
Harry told his grandmother what Meghan wanted Meghan got. The Queen quickly told Harry, "Oh, no, she
doesn't, and she didn't get to wear the Queen's jewelry to the planned
event. If she didn't have that sense of
entitlement, why would Harry say what he did to his grandmother, knowing she
was the person who controlled who wore any crown jewels? Narcissistic people get upset when they don't
get their way. Today's newspaper story
said she and Harry were furious that their children didn't receive royal titles
when Prince Charles became King. How
could she have even expected that, knowing that she and Harry resigned from
their royal duties and thus knocked their children out of any expectations they
would have had before their mom and dad abdicated their royal duties? How, for Pete's sake?" "Jaiden, I have no answer for that, and I
don't think anybody ever will."
"Peyton, I
don't see how either of those former working royals could even think or believe
they deserved royal treatment after resigning and high-tailing it to the United
States. And yet, when things became
negative for them and their two children, that wasn't supposed to happen in
Meghan's eyes, much less Harry's. What
has happened is not a personal slight against them; it is a direct result of
their behaviors; it's crazy."
When I see
Meghan and Harry attending an event in the UK, he looks miserable, and Meghan
looks as if she thinks she should be admired.
Harry and Meghan seem to believe they deserve special recognition
because of who they are, yet they don't do anything to earn special
credit. Quite the contrary, interviews
on stateside television, books about to be published, and stories that have already
hit the media have blasphemed against the royal family. Which of those two former working royals had
resentments grow so large that those resentments consumed them entirely? Meghan?
Harry? Or both. Her Majesty the Queen did what she had to do
when her grandchildren decided to forsake their duties. It's sad, and it makes you want to slap some
sense into Harry and Meghan. You have to
admit Meghan is a dramatist."
"Jaiden, do
you think Meghan has let her ego get the best of her and Harry?" "Peyton, I can't help but believe that. She seems to be the one in that marriage to
have the superiority complex."
"I have
wondered if Meghan has real empathy for anyone other than herself. When she rubbed Harry's hand as they were
viewing the flowers left at Buckingham Palace, was that for show, or was it a
staged reaction to make it seem there was more care and concern than exists? It would be nice for me to see her place
herself in someone else's shoes for once and have true empathy; just once for
me. It is also a royal perspective, a
royal sense of pride and duty, not an event that should cater to their personal
expectations. Hollywood is a fantasy
world, but so is being a working royal helping the needy and less fortunate,
and it can't be a fantasy world if the view and perspective are toward duty
rather than self."
"I
understand, love." "And you know, when
Harry's children didn't get royal titles, and Meghan and Harry reportedly
became furious about that, it seems the rest of the royal family were somewhat
demeaned and, in some way, bullied with them going for intimidation trying to
get what they wanted. It was sad to me
that the new king made it plain that Harry's wife was not welcome to be at
Balmoral with him in the process of his grandmother dying. It was and still is gut-wrenching to see how
that is hurting Harry. If the royal
family can't forgive and love Harry, how do they expect Hashem to forgive them
of anything? Nothing in their lives will
ever be perfect not for them or anybody else; that's life in living color."
"If Meghan
and Harry want validation of their marriage and Meghan's ideals, they need to
understand and respect where they came from."
"Now that I agree with Jaiden.
Many people have a sense of superiority when they can't deal with and
try to cover up where they came from. And what they don't realize is how fake
they come across when they act that way.
Sometimes I wonder if Meghan is scared of the royal lifestyle and the
duties it requires, and I again ask myself if that fear is born out of truth or
laziness. Either way, truth or laziness
makes people more vulnerable than they want to be, so they tuck their heads
between their legs and haul ass across the country. Her Majesty the Queen was a wonderful person,
a beautiful lady, and a caring mother and grandmother who shouldn't have had to
add to the miseries of her life in recent years, much less have Harry resign from
his royal duties and move to the US."
"Love, as I
see it, a bunch of pontificated bovine fecal matter is about to hit the
fan. King Charles has already angered
many Brits by making his staff at Clarence House redundant during the middle of
the Queen's homegoing - rather than waiting and letting emotions calm
down. I agree with those Brits who are
angry; Charles was wrong to do what he did to his staff when they had been
working around the clock to ensure everything went as planned. I lost a tremendous amount of respect for
Charles when he did that. The only olive
branches I have seen since 08 September have come from William and Kate. He is an amazing man for what he has on his
shoulders, and she is a truly amazing young lady."
"What do we
need to do to get your mind off what has upset you?' "Peyton, it's simply going to take some time,
and there will have to be concessions on the part of many in the royal family. For someone who is seventy-one years old,
Charles needs to learn to put his toothpaste on his toothbrush himself, stop
demanding that his shoelaces be ironed, wash his own skid-marked underwear, be
gracious and non-demanding when visiting friends, and develop his palate as
most adults have." "Jaiden, do you
think you may be a little bit harsh in your opinions of history in the making
in the UK?" "Perhaps, but I feel Her
Majesty hasn't gotten the respect and adulation she deserves in death. People will wake up one day and realize what
a true treasure this world has lost. God
save the Queen!"
"Jaiden, the
boys are in bed; Charley, Dale, and their children are in bed, and we are here
naked as jay birds in our bed, so how about if I snuggle up to you, lay my head
on your chest, and you hold me?"
"Sweetheart, that sounds like a utopian dream to me; come here." Jaiden pulled Peyton on top of him, Peyton's
legs between Jaiden's, his body tightly against his husband's, and his head
resting under Jaiden's chin, allowing Jaiden to take in the scent of the one
person he loves more than life its self; and that is how the two love birds
fell asleep."
The
following day, Jaiden was unusually quiet.
He said very little to Peyton and their children and said nothing to
Dale and Charley before he walked out the door and drove to his office. When Peyton, Richard, and Peter got to the
office, Jaiden was in the office he shared with Peyton, the door closed,
watching the Queen's funeral. Peyton
knew how much Jaiden loved and respected Her Majesty after he met and talked to
her when he was a young child. His eyes
were red and moist, and his mood somber.
Peyton
walked into their office, closed the door behind him, and, as Jaiden's mother
would do, looked at Jaiden and said, "Sweetheart, talk to me." "Peyton, what do you want me to say? That the Queen is dead, that they are having
her funeral; that her family continues to bicker on the second most important
day of their lives; that there is a large amount of unforgiveness in that
family? How about if I say Her Majesty
the Queen died of a broken heart?
Phillip, the love of her life, went before her and left her virtually
alone in Buckingham Palace. People are
still broaching issues and theories on the death of Princess Diana, who rightly
should be the Queen with Charles. She
also had her heart broken over Prince Andrew's dalliances with the rich
American pedophile."
"One other
thing I am having trouble passing over is that Charles, to me, is mistreating
Meghan the same way she acts with a bend toward narcissism. It takes me back to the old idiom of don't
throw rocks at glass houses if you live in a glass house. The new King expresses love on the one hand
and rebuke on the other. Don't make the
old American saying, white man speaks with forked tongue, truer than
ever. People can say what they want;
they can have and voice their ideas and thoughts, but what they think doesn't
necessarily validate their thoughts and feelings."
"I will say
this about Her Majesty the Queen: she
had more class on the tip of her fingernail than Charles and his brothers will
ever have. When it came to loving her
grand and great-grandchildren, she loved them with the force of a roaring
lioness. Her motives and behavior were
always ethical, above board, and truthful; she pulled no punches. When World War II was in full force, she
didn't duck tail and run to hide; she wore an Army uniform, got to work with
other women in Britain, and repaired army trucks. That certainly doesn't sound like something a
sovereign would do in most instances; she was a gutsy woman for whom I had and
still have the utmost respect."
That
commercial that just aired on the television saying so and so was the most
beautiful woman in the world; poppycock!
Her Majesty was as a little girl, as a teenager, as a young adult, as an
aged lady, and as the world's most beloved monarch, the most beautiful woman
outside of my mom. That smile she had
could bring joy where there was sadness.
Her lowered brow when Princess Diana died showed she was hurting as badly
as Prince William and Prince Harry. But
she had a job to do, and she did it well!
She kept the faith; she served the kingdom's people; and abhorred
arrogance, bigotry, and fakeness in people."
"Many people
think it was ridiculous how the Queen's death and the funeral were covered, but
I don't. It was epic; it was historic and unexpected. Most Statesmen don't believe in the monarchy,
yet they worship Donald Trump as if he were a god; and on the same token, Joe
Biden as if he were a Pharoah; neither are!
I don't believe Hashem intends for there ever to be another Queen
Elizabeth; the mold was retired with her.
And no, Nancy Pelosi is not as honorable as the Queen; she will never be
seen as ethical and above board as was the Queen. Look at the district that elected her to
Congress and behold the massive homelessness, the tent cities, and the
illnesses among the homeless who can't afford the simplest medications to ward
off sickness. No! No way!
Nancy Pelosi will never be the woman Her Majesty Queen Elisabeth was;
you're not and never will be the loving, ethical, caring kind of woman the
Queen was."
"Now, I have
said my peace on the subject. In Jewish
tradition, I will not repeat her name; I will think of it as a blessing and
keep her in my memory and heart. Long
Live the blessed memory of the Queen."
Let's get to
work; patients are waiting." With that,
Jaiden headed out the door to see his first patient and start a long and
arduous day. At dinner, he would take
the ten children, three nephews, and all the parents to the Country Club for a
private, quiet dinner.
Andrew was
beside himself that night when everyone got to the Country Club. He had never seen much less eaten in such a
grand dining hall. When he saw the food,
he didn't know what to say or do because he had never seen or tasted many of
the foods served. He gorged himself on
the broccoli and cheese casserole, ate Mexican-style corn like a kid eating
candy, chomped down on the grilled asparagus, and ate the strawberry and pecan
fruit adorned salad like he hadn't eaten in a month. If it was a new food to Andrew, he tried it and
enjoyed it. At the end of the dinner, as
everyone was getting ready to go home, Andrew went to Jaiden and Peyton, hugged
them, and thanked them for the dinner they provided.
When
Richard, Sally, Andrew, and the boys got home, Andrew went into the den and
asked, "Mom, will you please help me to write Uncle Jaiden and Uncle Peyton a
thank you note for taking us to dinner tonight?" "I surely will, Andrew; get one of the thank
you cards on the desk in the office and meet me at the breakfast table. Andrew retrieved the card as his mother
instructed and took it to the breakfast table.
Sally looked at the card and was impressed with Andrew's choice of
cards.
"How do I
start the thank you note, Mom? "Andrew,
write today's date in the top right-hand corner." Andrew did that, and Sally then told him to
start the note by writing Dear Uncles Peyton and Jaiden. Then Sally asked Andrew what he wanted to say
to his uncles. Andrew told his mom what
he would like to say, and she told him to write his feelings on the card. Andrew did that. "Now, Andrew, you need to write a closure at
the end of your note, something like Love Andrew. And that is how Andrew ended his thank you
note to his uncles.
When Andrew
had finished his card, addressed the envelope, sealed it, and put a stamp on
it, he said he would leave it in the mailbox the next day. As he finished getting his card ready to mail,
Andrew looked at Sally and said, "Mom, I'm going to take my bath and then go to
bed so you and Dad can have some time together." Sally was taken aback by what Andrew said and
told him she would tuck him into bed after his bath.
Andrew
finished his bath and let his mom know he was going to bed. She went to his room, where he was lying on
his stomach, ready to sleep. Sally sat
on the edge of the bed, tucked the covers around Andrew, and then said, "Son, I
am so proud of you for thinking of writing your uncles a thank you note for
dinner tonight; it was very thoughtful of you to do that. Most children your age wouldn't have thought of
that." Then Sally leaned over, kissed
her son on the cheek, and told him she loved him to Mars and back.
Sally walked
to the door, turned out the light, and as she started to walk out of Andrew's
room, he said, "Mom, I love you too, and I always will." When Sally walked to the den where Richard
was, tears coursed down her face.
Richard asked Sally what was wrong, and she said, "Nothing!" "Then why the tears, babe?" "Richard, as I walked out of Andrew's room,
he stopped me and said, "Mom, I love you - and I always will. That's the first time he has done that, and
it got me in my heart." "Wow, Sally! He is such a good boy; he needed someone to
love him and give him a fighting chance."
Richard rose
from the couch, walked to Andrew's room, knocked on his son's door, and entered
the room when Andrew said to come in.
Richard walked to and sat on the side of Andrew's bed and said, "Son,
you made your mom very happy a minute ago.
She loves you more than anything, and so do I. I just wanted to tell you that and tell you
how proud I am of you."
"Dad, I was
a little scared when you walked into the room.
Before with my old dad, him coming in my room meant I was going to get a
bad whipping." "Andrew, I told you that
wasn't going to happen here, and it isn't; that is not something you will ever
have to worry about again." That said,
Richard leaned over, kissed his son on the cheek and forehead, and said,
"Andrew, I love you, and I always will!"
"A tear escaped Andrew's eyes and Richard's, too, when he saw his son's
reaction to being told he was loved.
When Richard
returned to the den to spend some quiet time with Sally, she noticed his eyes
were red and moist. "Andrew got you too,
didn't he, Love." "Yep, right in the
heart with Cupid's arrow. Now I know how
Mom and Dad felt when they adopted us, especially with Seth in Alabama. Richard started crying, and Sally held him
and let him get his feelings out of his system.
"Richard, there is no doubt that Hashem made this happen for a reason,
and I am so grateful he did." "Me too,
Babe, me too."
When Richard
composed himself, Sally took him by the hand and led him to their bedroom. She helped him undress, and he did
likewise. Sally pushed her husband onto
the bed and then lay next to him. She
pulled Richard to her and softly kissed his lips, his face, and the hot spots
on his neck. They both were aroused and
enjoyed an hour's worth of foreplay when Sally asked her husband to make love
to her. Their amorous adventures lasted
for quite a while before Richard got out of bed and got a warm washcloth for
Sally to clean herself. When that task
was done and Richard had washed himself, he snuggled up to Sally, pulled her as
close to his chest as he could, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
The following
day, Sally awoke to prepare breakfast for the children. When breakfast was almost ready, she went to
the baby's room and was about the change their diapers when Andrew said, "Mom,
you were busy in the kitchen, so I cleaned my brothers with a warm washcloth
and changed their diapers. I'll help get
them to the breakfast table so we can eat before I catch the bus for
school." "Andrew, you don't want me to
take you to school?" "That's OK, Mom;
you're busy getting breakfast and my brothers up for the day in the mornings. I would love it if you could pick me up after
school." "Deal! I'll see you in the usual spot after school."
The family
sat at the table, and as Andrew began eating his waffle, he told his mom it was
the best he'd ever had - not to mention it was the first waffle he'd ever
had. "Mom, what kind of pancake is
this?" "Andrew, it's a waffle; you
haven't ever had one before?" "No,
mam. This sauce on the waffle, what is
it?" "It is Hawaiian syrup. Haven't you tried syrup before?" "No, mam; It is perfect. I have had bacon before, but it wasn't as
good as yours." "It's what you call
premium bacon, son, and it comes from an old southern company near your
granny's and grandpa's." "It sure is
good, Mom."
Sally took
the babies and met Richard, Jaiden, Peyton, and Peter for lunch at the
hospital. It was a relaxing time for
everyone and a great time of conversation.
Peyton asked Richard why he was in such a relaxed, happy, somber mood
that day, and Richard recounted what had happened the night before when Andrew
went to bed on his own without being told.
The guys were amazed at Richard's story that a young boy could be so
thoughtful toward his parents especially parents he hadn't known that long.
"Peyton,
when I went to get the babies up and changed so they could eat breakfast,
Andrew had beaten me to the task and had bathed them off with a warm washcloth
and changed their diapers." "Richard
said, "he did what!" "Just what I said,
Richard." "Guys, that boy is
unbelievably amazing. He takes on chores
without being asked or told to do something, helps Sally keep the house
cleaned, and entertains his brothers in the afternoon so Sally can get a little
rest." Jaiden asked, "Richard, would you
say you got a one-in-a-million keeper?"
"Jaiden, my son goes way beyond that; he is an amazing little boy." Peyton said, "that he is, Richard, that he
is!"
Sally picked
Andrew up at school, and he told her they'd had a study hall that day, and he
got his homework done. "Mom, would you
check my homework to make sure I did it OK?"
"Sweetheart, I'll do that when we get home and go inside the house. That's exactly what Sally did.
"Andrew, you
did a good job on your homework; everything is correct. Do you have any papers I need to look at and
sign?" "Yes, mam, here they are." Sally looked at the papers and counted
off: 100, 100, 100, 100, 100. "Andrew, you didn't miss anything on these
tests. I am proud of you, and your dad
will be, too, when he sees these papers and your grades. We'll have to do something to
celebrate."
Richard
called home when he had a break, and Sally told him about the test scores Andrew
had brought home. When he got home for
the evening after doing rounds at the hospital, he pulled some money out of his
pocket, handed it to Andrew, and said, "Uncle Peyton and Uncle Jaiden said to
give this to you." Andrew looked at the
$10.00 bills and looked up at Richard with a wide-open mouth; he couldn't say
anything. He was so surprised. "Son, your uncles said they told you they'd
give you $10.00 for every A you got in school.
You got five As, so they sent you $50.00 to get whatever you wanted."
That night,
Andrew wrote yet another thank you note to his uncles. Then he asked his dad if they could go to the
mall Saturday after synagogue services.
Richard told Andrew they could and they would. He didn't say what he wanted; it would
surprise his parents.
Saturday
morning, when the family got to the synagogue for worship services, Andrew
surprised his parents by giving the temple $10 of his grade reward. After lunch, when they went to the mall, he
asked his parents to wait outside the store while he went inside to get a
couple of things he wanted. When he
exited the store, he had two toys for his brothers, little recorders that
played ten different children's songs.
When Sally
saw what Andrew had purchased, she stood there with her mouth agape. "Son, why didn't you get something you
wanted?" "I did, mom; I wanted my
brothers to have these toys. I saw them
a while back and thought Robert and Peyton would enjoy them." "But that money was for you, Andrew." "I know, mom, so I got what I wanted. Robert, Peyton, and I can play with these
toys while you do something for yourself; you are always doing something for
us." If Sally or Richard tried to say
another word, they would cry their eyes out in the middle of the mall.
That night,
Richard's mom called to see how Andrew was doing and if he needed
anything. Richard and Sally told her
everything that had happened that week, and she was shocked that her new
grandson would be so thoughtful after all he had been through in the past
couple of months.
"Richard,
Sally, would you mind if I fly up for a week or two; I'd like to take Andrew
shopping my way?" "That would be great,
Mom. I won't tell Peyton, Leon, or
Andrew so you can come to the office and surprise them when you get here." "Great, guys, I'll fly out of Mobile on Friday
morning. As soon as I know the flight,
I'll call and let you know." "That'll be
great, Mom; see you Friday.
When Sally
and Richard hung up the phone after their conversation with his mom, Richard's
cell phone rang. When Richard answered
his phone, it was Peyton calling.
"Richard, can you put your phone on its speaker so I can talk to you and
Sally, please?" "We're on speakerphone,
Peyton."
"Guys, when
Jaiden and I got home earlier this evening, we got something unexpected in the
mail." Sally asked, "What was it,
Peyton?" "A thank you note from
Andrew. You two didn't have to get him
to do that." "We didn't tell or ask him
to do that, Peyton; he asked Sally to help him write it." "Are you kidding me, Richard?" "Nope, I'm not; we were as surprised as you
are now when he asked Sally to help him write that note. And believe it or not, it is entirely his
own words; we didn't suggest anything for him to say." "Wow!
Unbelievable for someone his age to do this on his own."
"Richard,
have you been doubling down teaching him stuff?" "Not at all, Jaiden; the boy is simply
amazing and more loving than any parent could ever hope for." "That's awesome, Richard." "Not only did he do that, when Sally went to
get the boys up this morning, to change their diapers so they could eat
breakfast, Andrew had already done that and told Sally he wanted to help
because she was always so busy in the morning getting everybody up and preparing
breakfast."
"And the
night before, he took his bath without being asked and went to bed so, as he
put it, Sally and I could have some quiet time to relax together. Sally tucked him into bed, and when she got
to the door to turn off the light and close his door, he stopped her and said,
"Mom, I love you, and I always will." I
went to his room to tell him I love and am proud of him; he said the same thing
to me before I exited his room. Talk
about getting the tears to run. That was
one of the happiest moments ever for Sally and me." "That's awesome, guys. He is for you two what Seth was and is for
Mom and Dad. I used to be their
favorite, but now, you can hang that idea on a coat hook going out the door;
Seth is now numero uno. It's neat to see
that because Mom and Dad seem to look and feel younger than they have in a long
time. I see a vitality in them that has
been missing for years. Ask Jenny. She'll tell you."
"I'll do
that when we talk with her." "Guys, I
didn't mean to take up so much of your time; I just wanted to let you know we
got the thank you card and how proud we were of Andrew for thinking to do
that. See you at the office tomorrow."