My bro & I standing on the porch~Pa’s cabin
Something changed for my bro that day! I have tried to think what happened to him, what he must have thought the day he dug the hole to bury our Pa. Something changed that day in me and something changed in him. Shortly after this photo was taken he left our family. We all heal in different ways. I have since been in contact with him but very limited. I was thinking of him today as I do every day. I hope and pray he has found peace in his heart. He’s only 14 months younger then me so we grew up together close and he always knows me and I love that. It’s the silence that kills me most I think, it always has….when I love someone and they are silent with me I think all manner of things I may have done to cause the silence….then I realize it’s not about me the silence is all about them and their inability to articulate their pain! I know this! When I am in pain I can’t shut up, I have to share till I feel relief. Thinking about my bro today!