Family
I got wind that my brother's exwife was moving a long way away. I have known her and her family since I was very young. Since my brother and her split she and I have kept in some contact with her. Things got messy because of a family business and a lot of real estate (none of which am I involved in, thank God).
We had a really good heartfelt conversation. She and my brother have raised 4 children and they mean as much to me as my own two do.
My brother won't return my calls and that maybe has more to do with his current living situation than anything else. He is working insane hours and due to his girlfriend's son's unfortunate incarceration, raising a 3 year old. My brother will turn 50 pretty dang soon.
I love my brother dearly. My mom told me when I was young that I should treasure him because he is the closest relative I shall ever have. I got that in the genetic way. As kids we fought tooth and nail. He is 4 years younger than me and he teased me, bothered me, got me in trouble. I knocked one of his teeth out one day I was so mad. I went after him with a pair of scissors. I broke 2 of the glass panes in my mother's french doors when I threw my Buster Brown shoes at him. But I love him and I am worried about him now.
He was in a horrible car accident in 1991. It took hours to get him out of the vehicle. Amazing that he lived. After months of surgeries and hours every day in hyperbaric he was ok. He lost a leg but he kept his life. I was very pregnant then. His wife had just lost their first baby because the tests showed that she had no brain stem. Dark days in my life let me tell ya. I went in for a sonogram and my doc said what the heck is going on,. The stress of all of that stunted my ability to keep that baby inside me thriving. I went to my brother's ICU room now and then but had to limit it. The nurses did not want me there anyhow, I was so pregnant and they could see this was not good for anyone. In the end my darling daughter arrived, just a tad smaller than she should have been. Shit happens. And we all came out of it ok in the end.
I am too far away from my family and so I am going to move back up there and this is a crazy maker to have happen. I can't even figure out how to make this happen but it has to.
I just got off the phone with my father who is one of the most amazing man walking this earth. That's another story. I need to be near that sort of positive energy.
We had a really good heartfelt conversation. She and my brother have raised 4 children and they mean as much to me as my own two do.
My brother won't return my calls and that maybe has more to do with his current living situation than anything else. He is working insane hours and due to his girlfriend's son's unfortunate incarceration, raising a 3 year old. My brother will turn 50 pretty dang soon.
I love my brother dearly. My mom told me when I was young that I should treasure him because he is the closest relative I shall ever have. I got that in the genetic way. As kids we fought tooth and nail. He is 4 years younger than me and he teased me, bothered me, got me in trouble. I knocked one of his teeth out one day I was so mad. I went after him with a pair of scissors. I broke 2 of the glass panes in my mother's french doors when I threw my Buster Brown shoes at him. But I love him and I am worried about him now.
He was in a horrible car accident in 1991. It took hours to get him out of the vehicle. Amazing that he lived. After months of surgeries and hours every day in hyperbaric he was ok. He lost a leg but he kept his life. I was very pregnant then. His wife had just lost their first baby because the tests showed that she had no brain stem. Dark days in my life let me tell ya. I went in for a sonogram and my doc said what the heck is going on,. The stress of all of that stunted my ability to keep that baby inside me thriving. I went to my brother's ICU room now and then but had to limit it. The nurses did not want me there anyhow, I was so pregnant and they could see this was not good for anyone. In the end my darling daughter arrived, just a tad smaller than she should have been. Shit happens. And we all came out of it ok in the end.
I am too far away from my family and so I am going to move back up there and this is a crazy maker to have happen. I can't even figure out how to make this happen but it has to.
I just got off the phone with my father who is one of the most amazing man walking this earth. That's another story. I need to be near that sort of positive energy.
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