It's here, my brother turned 60 April 1st. He was home today, just resting and deciding to go out to a bar. He is going to Vegas in May, as he does every year. I asked him how he felt turning the big 60 and he said the same as always. He must feel something but maybe doesn't want to express it.
He was mom's favourite, her little red head curly haired baby boy! I was the baby yet, he was her favourite. I was daddy's girl. I always managed to get out of trouble by blaming my brother. I always followed him around as a child and wanted to join him and his buddies so much. He would yell for me to go home or get away. I still wanted to be with the "boys". I don't think he realized it, but I wanted to be with him because I looked up to him. For him, I was a burden, a baby that came into his home and took his mommy's attention. I was about 6 months old when mom heard a large smack sound. She rushed into the room where I was asleep (was is the key word here) but was screaming because my brother Stevie had slapped me in the face and turned to mom and said, " send her back mommy, I don't want her here, send her back".
Well brother, I didn't go back, I stayed and here I am! Steve doesn't know it, but we are having a surprise birthday party for him Saturday night at his daughter's house. I think I'll bring the kids so they can see him and wish him happy birthday, stay for a bit then go back home.
I have so much travel to do this year and then try to fit in vacation is making it tight for me. The one trip I truly look forward to is my Vancouver trip then on to Kauai, Hawaii. A crazy bunch of women are going and staying at a resort I booked through my RCI points. I can't wait. In the meantime, let's hope we get no more snow!
He was mom's favourite, her little red head curly haired baby boy! I was the baby yet, he was her favourite. I was daddy's girl. I always managed to get out of trouble by blaming my brother. I always followed him around as a child and wanted to join him and his buddies so much. He would yell for me to go home or get away. I still wanted to be with the "boys". I don't think he realized it, but I wanted to be with him because I looked up to him. For him, I was a burden, a baby that came into his home and took his mommy's attention. I was about 6 months old when mom heard a large smack sound. She rushed into the room where I was asleep (was is the key word here) but was screaming because my brother Stevie had slapped me in the face and turned to mom and said, " send her back mommy, I don't want her here, send her back".
Well brother, I didn't go back, I stayed and here I am! Steve doesn't know it, but we are having a surprise birthday party for him Saturday night at his daughter's house. I think I'll bring the kids so they can see him and wish him happy birthday, stay for a bit then go back home.
I have so much travel to do this year and then try to fit in vacation is making it tight for me. The one trip I truly look forward to is my Vancouver trip then on to Kauai, Hawaii. A crazy bunch of women are going and staying at a resort I booked through my RCI points. I can't wait. In the meantime, let's hope we get no more snow!
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