I have to make some living decisions and I really don't want to do it. It basically involved making closure on my brother. He isn't here anymore and I miss him something awful. I never, ever, thought I'd say or feel that way. How can a younger brother take care of an older brother?? Well, I did and then he was gone. Not in my wildess dreams did I think that would happen. Nobody else we knew thought so either. I am the sickie, he was mr.skinny, walk 4 miles every other day.
life is like that.
I want to pick up where I left off 16 years ago, and by golly, I think I can do it.