I had a Brother

we played with bubble wrap and watched the stars

we swam and skipped rocks in the creeks near our house

at nine years old we were separated

we saw each other at the holidays

no longer knowing each other

he saw me drown in drugs

he knew I was sent somewhere for a year

no telling what he was told

we didn’t see each other for years

our father’s suicide brought us together

only lasting a few years

i fell ill, almost dying, no visit, no call

auto-pilot buying Christmas gifts, having to ship

when he lives thirty minutes away

we spent time together when my grandparents died

he just wanted to money

we’ve seen each other twice in seven years

i told him the other day i had a tumor in my throat

no return message

I had a brother

14 comments

  1. Such grief, the living are yet like the dead in a sense, when they are self-centred they don’t seem to be alive to others. I hope you recover well from your illness too, and wishing you well and wishing healing for that relationship.

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    1. Thank you for your comments. You’re a gentle soul. Yes, it’s hard knowing we live so close yet don’t cross paths. He has his life and that’s all that matters to him. I feel sorry for his wife, he is like that to her to an extent. My health? I’ll know more on Tuesday about the tumor in my throat, just praying it’s a simple procedure with little downtime. I have been ill a long time but my mind is strong and fighting hard to remain positive and determined to win the battle. Thank you for following and commenting, it means much to me. Have a great day. 🙂

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  2. I’ve heard of distant family members getting closer as they get older. I don’t have anyone left from my family of origin since both siblings and parents have passed away. But in my 60s, I’m getting closer to my family of choice. Sending peace and hugs with the hope of possibility.

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  3. A very sad and overwhelming story. It is like saying, nobody knows about anyone and then we think that it is a tragedy the simple problems that afflict us, when there are other worse conditions.

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