This is an incredible creative nonfiction piece, @agmoore. It made me cry because... well, for so many reasons. It takes me back to my own relationship with my mother, of course, and to certain regrets. I wish I had made sure she knew how much I admired and appreciated her, and all she did for us. Also (and I will IM you about this), I had no idea you had a brother named Everett, and that is a special name to me.
Thanks for sharing this little window into your family life and your growing up years. As hard as it was to read about your brother's struggles and what had occurred to cause them, this warmed my heart.
Thank you my friend. I'm sorry it made you cry, but it makes me choke up to read your comment.
Maybe it's the time of year. Maybe it's because I've had so many losses in the last two years, but I wanted to write about her, and him. I wasn't close enough to him in later years. One of my regrets. I don't know why, maybe guilt. But recently I've been remembering, both of them. And I want to be close to them.
Writing is so good to me. I could never say these things to anyone, but sharing them with friends, with you, here. It's a good thing.