Posts Tagged ‘brother’

For those that don’t know – I have a child that has gone through depression, attempted suicide, told he was Bi-Polar – yadda yadda.  He leads a rough life at times.  But he’s not alone.  There are family members that each have to deal with their portion of his difficulties – mom, brothers, sister… etc.  We all deal with it in ways that are perfect for each of us.

We aren’t alone either, there are many many kids and their families that go through tough spots in life.  The families are sometimes the only ones standing strong for these kids because we know their true beauty and goodness inside.  Others, we find, steer clear because they don’t know how to deal with it.

I am asking that everyone Stumble this post if you do enjoy it – it is the wish of the teen that wrote this that others that may be in the same situation get some reality that they aren’t alone!

The following is a wonderful (tear jerker for me) poem that a teen wrote about his own experience as a brother (a twin brother no less) of a young man that is going through something very close to what my Stephen endures.

The following was given to many just to read, and those that could find themselves in his shoes have been praising the writing.  If you wouldn’t mind getting this out there for this young man (I will not name him unless his mother approves).  He wants others to know they aren’t alone!

It is okay to copy this to give to others, but you cannot copy and use it as your own.  Simply refer back to this post as the originator and that is fine.  Do not publish this unless you receive permission (just email me, I will ask the mother and the boy for you) through this site.

Again, please Stumble this or whatever way you can if you enjoy it.  This deserves to find it’s way to those that will benefit.

You Have To Be His Brother To Understand

What is it like to feel anger, broken-heartedness, and love at the same time?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to watch your brother constantly hurt your mom,
And feel no remorse,
Because he hardly understands what he’s doing at the time?
what is it like to have to sit there, and remain silent,
All while you witness both people suffering?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to see someone close to you,
Having already flown as high as they can get
Or so it seems?
Professionals say he can’t go any further,
But you pray to God he can.
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to witness someone you love,
Hurt to the point of tears because he feels he can’t make it?
What is it like to feel so much pain your body, heart, and mind,
Can hardly take it because you see your own brother’s life in shambles?
What is it like to hear people call your brother stupid?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to be the privileged brother,
Yet you watch his life spiral downward,
All as teachers have given up on him,
Saying he won’t amount to anything in this world,
Because he has trouble reading?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to have many true friends,
But your brother has next to none,
So he feels alone, even though you share yours,
But he knows that, he knows they’re yours,
It kills you because it’s killing him?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to love your brother,
With such a sense of protecting him because of his delicacy,
That your friends call you wrong because, you get angered at the
Slightest thing anyone says about your brother, at the times when
People laugh at him, you want to punch people’s lights out?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to see him depressed as he’s cycling through meds,
And most psychiatrists can’t help him because
they refuse to push aside their pride,
and so you watch him suffer because of their idiotic mistakes,
and it makes you so sad to see this situation unfold before your eyes?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to have the desire to tell him he’ll be o.k.,
He’ll make it no matter what anyone tells him,
He’ll spread his wings and fly much higher than anyone ever anticipated,
He’s always loved and prayed for by many people,
Yet you can’t muster up the courage to tell him because you’re afraid he’ll reject this statement of love?
You have to be his brother to understand.

What is it like to feel anger, broken-heartedness, and love at the same time?
You have to be his brother to understand.

This is one of my most favorite songs, and what better than for it to be a tribute to our heroes. While my son James only has a few more months before going into the USMC – this proud momma wants to give tribute to our heroes. My brother is a police officer and deserves my tribute as well.

Top Left – My son, Stephen | Top Right – My brother Tim | Bottom Left – My daughter’s guy – Joseph | Bottom Middle – My daughter – Jessica | Bottom Right – My son, James

Bless you all.

This is Alabama – Angels Among Us

I’m not going to Japan, but my mother-in-law is.  She’s originally from Japan and since her hubby past away last October, her next step in her life is to go back home.  We had a family get together to say our goodbyes.  Very difficult.  My poor hubby is feeling like he lost his dad and now his mother.  We are planning trips to Japan, so we are in hopes to see her this summer.

She’s really a wonderful lady, very sweet and kind to those she cares for.  She took care of her husband night and day through his cancer.  Very strong lady.  I admire her and love her.

Some little candid shots of the day:

First, it was such a nice day the frogs in the backyard were having a GREAT time.

The drive always leads us through Vasco Road.  Cows, barns, nice green colors and a little bit of US pride (painted immediately after 9/11 by a local).

The party was full of family – here’s the girls!  I’m the second from the left… L-R Felicia (my sister!), Moi, June (my momma in law), and Sidonia (D’s brother’s better half – hee hee).

Um, Sidonia is a WIZ at the margaritas!  Although I don’t drink at any other time, anything she creates is a yummy experience.  Oh, btw I can only have one I’m quite the light weight.

Little bit of an issue – D’s brother had a bit of a fender bender on his way over.  Ouch!

We own the townhouse his momma has been staying in, here’s the outside with all of the garages… I’ve been thinking we should live there after the kids graduate.  He really doesn’t wanna.  He says he deserves an 8 car garage.  So, I guess I deserve my forest in the backyard!  Not sure where that’ll take us!

More girly time – Me and Sidonia

Even more girly time – Me and my sis

The cake for June

My son Jim and my hubby – this family just can’t look at a camera without goofing around!

My family as we were leaving – I can’t seem to stop getting all teary eyed… I just love her so much.  L-R Back Row – My son Jimmy, My hubby, Moi, my son Stephen.  Front L-R my son Daniel J and my Mother In Law – June

We love you June… and are going to miss you terribly when you are gone.  It just gives us an excuse to go see Japan!

Love and Light,

Monica