I was always brought up to believe that nothing is closer than family. My mother always told my sister, brother and I that we would be best friends when we grew up, and I told the same thing to my kids when they were little.
I could never understand family members who didn’t speak to each other. I always felt it was so wrong. I always felt so special because this sort of thing would never happen in my family, until it did. My sister and I lost contact with our brother. We didn’t want it to happen, but I realize now that we probably played a part in the separation. We were always so close, so who would have ever thought that such a thing could happen to us.
My brother changed his path. He found something that brought a sense of peace, true meaning and happiness into his…
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