My big brother jack {he is older 65 to my 59} has always been the one person I have looked up to.
When I was young he was my protect, my tormentor and the bane of my existence.
As I aged we grew apart, I am afraid I was much to wild for my brother, I was so angry that my father died and no one even noticed this 15 year old was not crying, something inside of me died that day may 2nd 1962.
My brother left town to escape the sick situation at home, my mom God rest her soul was not kind to me, she was downright mean matter of fact.
As I hit my 20's jack and I barely spoke, matter of fact we have spent over 30 years of our lives feuding.
Now we have grown old together or apart as the case may be, but somehow being brothers we have patched things up about 2 years ago and now are becoming fast friends.
I heed his advice, his words carry a lot of weight with me.
If you ever read this jack {he doesn't read blogs} I just wanted to say, thank you for being my brother in deed not just in name.
I LOVE YOU JACK!