If anyone read the post below, I am sorry, I can't continue.
I know that a blog is supposed to talk about everything going on in ones life, but there are some things I just wont expose to the world wide web.
To do the teal deer thing... in one week I lost my brother and my dad.
My dad didn't die, but he and his wife made it very clear I was not to be a part of their family.
I don't mourn for that. I mourn for the time I no longer have to rebuild the relationship we could have had with my brother. I mourn for his wife and kids. I mourn for my mother who lost her only son.
Thanks for reading it.
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I hope as time goes by, the burden of your grief lessens and you're able to think back on a time or two, before the bullshit, before bad blood, and smile and think of your brother.
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