Family troubles. I expressed my feelings about missing my baby brother and my niece and nephew, even my sister in law. It turned into an overnight FB brawl and we have been disowned. Funny thing, I was working when it happened and missed the whole thing. I was called a hand-puppet, wannabe indian that has never accomplished anything in my life. Im proud of my heritage and embrace every part of it: Scottish, Choctaw, Irish, German. Im not ashamed of who I am, I have done many things in my life and have survived through many dark times. I have a wonderful family, great mother and an amazing daughter. Im proud of this life and its ups and downs. I will always miss and love my brother and his family, but Im ashamed of their racism and closed-mindedness. Im disappointed that my brother isnt the man I thought he was, and wish him the best in his life despite everything. I never asked him for anything but time. A phone call, visit when he could, and replies to messages and letters. As this little novel ends of me venting, I pray for strength for my family and that maybe one day they will see the error of their ways and how words are like daggers that sometimes cut deep. Thats whats on my mind
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 14:53:11 +0000
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