Today is the fifth anniversary of my younger brother’s death. Marty was sometimes a joy and sometimes a pain in the butt, but he was almost always cheerful. On a couple of occasions he became morose and was his own worst enemy. I know people who have spent their entire adult lives in conflict over what happened to them in their youth…the stronger ones somehow move on and then there’s the rest of us. Marty got stuck, too. But for the most part he was a happy guy except for the last few years of his life. Problems with his health concerned us all, but he couldn’t change. It’s the human condition, isn’t it? We are blind to our own idiosyncracy and continue on paths that are distructable to our lives. My other brother Mike smokes way too much and as much as we wish he would quit, he continues. I wish I could quit myself but I delude myself into thinking it does me no harm. I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now, in November, when half the sky is gray and the other half blue. It’s what November does.
Posted on November 10th, 2007 by MJ
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