January 2018


I spoke to my brother for the first time since my dad died,its probably been 10 years. My brother is 8 years older than I. My mother has been very emotional recently. Not like herself. My brother asked me to call him to talk to me about the situation.

My brother really didn’t even waste time asking me how I’ve been or mention my divorce.  He went straight in and started complaing about mother.  He starts with feigned compassion yet there really is no love or concern in his word or tone.

I have never understood their relationship. Neither one of them has been willing or able to cut the apron strings. They have created this ugliness that passed unhealthy about 10 years ago. Once again they’re trying to drag me into middle to moderate.

I really didn’t have much of a father or mother. My memories of my brother are him yelling or being abusive in one fashion or another.  I really don’t know if my brother has been happy a day in his life. But I know he’s been a bully.

My mother has spent the vast majority of her life trying to placate his anger.

It is an ugly cycle that will repeat until one of them is dead. 

I tried to talk to my brother but his anger and frustration quickly rises the moment I don’t agree with his assessment of the situation.

I refuse to get mixed up with it. I’m still not completely healed from the divorce and I don’t have time or patience for unreasonable angry souls.

I know that even with the death of one of them,there will be no peace.