The letter that I'd never send

When I was a kid, nothing was more exciting than my parents telling me that all my relatives were coming home, and we were going to Grandma's for the weekend. I would get everything packed and be waiting by the door, because I was STOKED to see my family. Even though most of the gatherings were all the same (swimming at the hotel, lots of good food, and laughs), each time was special. My parents, sister, and I always stayed in the same room at my Grandma's house, and I made a sign that said "Reserved for the Ron Struck party of 4." My Grandma kept that sign and hung it up every time the whole family was coming home. Most of my aunts and uncles stayed at the hotel, so I would go hang out in one of their rooms and go swimming with my cousins. We would then all go to the party room at the hotel, the church basement, or my Grandma's. My aunts and uncles would tell stories, and we would laugh and laugh. Unfortunately, things aren't like this anymore. Instead of begging my parents not to leave because I didn't want the fun to stop, I ask constantly when we can go home. I'm not sure what happened, but we don't act like a family anymore. Some people in this family find it necessary to try and boss everybody around. They have their "favorites", and the rest of us get blown into the wind. They get to make all the decisions, and then act like it was something that everybody was in on. They are lying to Grandma about so many things, just because they want to spare her feelings. They call certain people, and are derogatory and yell at them, and then email those people expecting an apology, when they should apologize to the person that got yelled at. You say that you want to get this family back to the way it used to be, but that can't happen until the people who have been a**holes to everyone else admit that they were wrong and apologize. Not a blanket apology, but a single apology to EVERY SINGLE PERSON. I don't look for that to happen, unless hell would freeze over twice and pigs learn how to fly. So, go ahead. Have your little cliques, and be jerks to everyone in this family. But at the end of the day, look at a picture of Grandpa, and think about how he would feel right now, because he knows that he didn't raise you guys like this.