The divorce affected my brother and I differently, yet
equally profound. I searched for
affection in all the wrong people; Ry sought refuge in all the wrong
places.
Our choices were reckless.
Many of mine could have changed my life forever. Most of Ry’s…did.
While we had already begun to drift apart as a result of our
living situation, when I had to leave Ry at the airport to fly to Florida to
live with our mom, my heart, which had been fractured by the divorce, my
mother’s departure and my father’s absences, finally, completely
shattered. Our family was officially
broken.
Life is so complicated. And hard, sometimes.
ReplyDeleteAnd we just never know what secrets another has stored inside. Love you!
DeleteAnd of course it is the hard times that shape us and test us and force us to grow.
Delete...and that is the pain that never goes completely away. The pain that we must build the rest of our lives on. My brother and I have also been completely fractured, completely different lives and probably the same pain.
ReplyDeletelove you
Love you, too!!
DeleteI feel you Sista!
ReplyDeleteTrixie
I know you do, Trix! Love ya!!
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