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Brotherly Love And Mutual Feelings |
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Yeah, this entry is gonna get a little sappy, but as always, you don't like it, then don't read it.
Anyway, I've been getting back on track with things. I've decided to push it out of my head until it matters the most, and it turned out today was one of those days where it mattered.
I called my dad a half an hour after school ended, since my brother wanted me to call him, seeing as how there was a shortage of food, and he hadn't been at the house in almost 3 days. I got my bro on the phone, since my dad hadn't told him a thing. On the phone, my bro didn't seem bothered by it, but I could tell something inside him was thinking. My bro is very quiet, and when it's quieter than usual, you can tell something's going on in that big head of his.
Anyways, after we got our grocery list settled for tomorrow, John came upstairs, and we started to talk.
Now, my brother is not a very optimistic person. It's always been like that. I was always closer to my dad, and my brother and my mother had that special connection with each other themselves.
We talked for a long time, about how we both felt about the situation, and I was suprised and both relieved my brother had similar feelings and ideas about everything. I can't remember the last time we've just ever had a conversation like this without it erupting into like a shouting match or someone getting hit. It felt real good to just open up, and not worry about what we said to anyone.
Then something happened which I haven't seen my brother do in almost 10 years. He started to cry. He broke down, saying how he couldn't handle having to worry about someone else. He said he already had enough on his plate, being concerned for me and my dad. He didn't wanna have to go through someone else growing up and showing them everything all over again like he did with me. I could totally see where he was coming from. I didn't think for a second I could handle taking care of a baby, much less myself right now. It's too much for both of us right now. Not only that, I'm starting my senior year, and I can't deal with it that well.
We went out to eat, since there was no food, and we went to our favorite place in Boulder Station. By then we had relaxed, and we even tried to half toast to our upcoming brother/sister. It was gonna be a long 7 months from now.
Edible Substance · Fri Oct 22, 2004 @ 06:04am · 0 Comments |
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