random thoughts

I've struggled with my past for so many years. I've wanted to right the wrongs. Now I know that can’t be done. What’s done is done. There is no one to change the past. In my naivety, I expected an apology so that I could offer forgiveness. I also expected support that never came.

This has been a very hard growing experience for me. I am a different kind of parent and a different kind of sibling. I would fight to the death for my children. I would also stand up and fight (even now) for each and every one of my brothers, for whatever reason.

My brothers have turned out to be great men and wonderful fathers. They married strong women who keep them grounded. I miss my brothers. I wish them well.

I have told only the truth in everything I have written and my family knows that.