We did reunite but it was kind of frustrating meeting up. He was supposed to come out to the cottage to meet me on the Monday but didn’t make it, and didn’t call or text. I found out from my parents where exactly he lived between their house and the cottage so I dropped in on him Tuesday morning.
He was glad to see me and I him, but since neither of us really do a lot for excitement there wasn’t a whole lot to catch up on. There were a few awkward silences. I didn’t get into what I’d been through in the last few years, nor was I prepared to discuss the past (namely my older brother) and he didn’t ask. He wasn’t at all judgemental about my relationship with a much younger man, which I honestly thought he would be.
He said he would come out to the cottage to help me with something that evening, but once again, he didn’t make it but this time it was because he wasn’t feeling well, although there was no text or phone call. I had to drop in again Wednesday morning. He finally made it out Wednesday evening but only stayed for about twenty minutes to help me try to get the mosquito eater started (it didn’t work). It didn’t feel like much of a visit, but then, my brother is a man of few words.
It was good to reconnect with my younger brother. I’m hopeful for a closer relationship in the future, getting reacquainted is a terrific start.
My Phoenix Rising 