Today was yet another hard discussion. Basically, there's nothing more that can be done for Craig aside from making him comfortable. So there it is. We're going to the mountains to have some much needed relaxation and change of scenery.
With all of the new developments, I've been thinking a lot about the rotten things brothers and sisters do to each other in the course of their lives. I've decided that I could either feel really, really guilty for every pinch, push and stinky foot in the face, or I could look at these moments as the colorful, kinky yarn that ties us together. So here are some things that I'm sorry (not really) for:
1) using eyeshadow to make a bruise and then telling Dad that Craig hit me, which resulted in him being sent to his room and having to endure a monster lecture on hitting. While this was a shitty thing to do in general. it's really pretty funny in the context of our family and makes for a great story.
2) hogging the tv in high school and making him endure Days of Our Lives taped marathons when he wanted to watch the Simpsons. In hindsight, I think I really AM sorry for that. Who was the numbnuts that thought Marlena being possessed by Satan was a smart storyline?!
3) the time he had to kick open a door in a Lithuanian bus in order to get me out of the rest stop before it left me....in the middle of nowhere...in Lithuania. We had to endure angry Russian and Lithuanian epithets, at least I think that's what they were, for the rest of the trip. Embarrassing at the time, but another great story.
And finally, for being a pain in the ass sometimes. Still, I'm not really sorry for that because it has allowed us to truly love each other in a way that transcends being just brother and sister. Putting up with each other through some of the stuff we have means that we like and respect each other as people, which I think is pretty special.
Anyway, what I mean to say is that I'm not sorry for all the times we've yelled at each other because it's made us closer in the end.
Love you Craig, Jill and Erin! Always and forever.
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I finally found my password again. Just wanted to say you all are in my thoughts and I'm glad you had these memories to reflect upon. This post makes me think of me and my brother. Brothers and sisters are supposed to be a pain in the butt, right?
ReplyDeleteI have to say, you must have missed your calling as a makeup artist if you were able to make a believable bruise out of eye shadow! :)