Dear Baby Brother,
Dear Talon,
I feel like this is my fault, you following in my footsteps, making the same bad choices I did. I know you feel like an adult, but I can't help but believe that if I had done more to protect you things would be different.
I kept telling myself that because you lived at home with mom there wasn't anything I could do. But is that the truth? Mom always wanted me to take Kurt to court for what he did to me... But I didn't want to because that was your dad. And I didn't want you to lose your dad like I had lost mine. Was I wrong?
But it's killing me.
I want to scream and shake you! And tell you what to do until you do it!! You were my baby.
I taught you how to walk, and how to read, and potty trained you. You were the sweet little boy who snuggled with me while watching Sesame Street. And who could run in the backyard chasing the ducks and rabbits for hours. You made tents in your bunk bed and tried to ride the dog. You always had a smile on. And you are so musically gifted, you can play a song on the guitar just by listening to it.
You have always amazed me. And always been my baby.
And I hate it that you are so far away and all I can do is sit here and try to calmly talk to you over the phone. I want to scream and yell and hold you and cry.
I love you more than any pithy words could ever express.
Your big sis,
3 comments:
This reminds me of something I could have said to my sister a few years back. It tugged at my heart.
This is such a sweet post. I can see you love your baby brother a lot. I have two older brothers (a 41 year old half brother and another brother of 34 years old) and I love them to bits. :)
I loved this post. :)
awwwww...sorry to hear you going through a rough time involving your brother. He has to make decisions for his own life and deal with whatever comes because of them. You seem like you two are close...so just be the big sister that he needs. Show him love and support :)
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