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RE: Passages

in The Ink Well6 months ago

Oh my dear god! At first I saw my own struggling to stand. Then the separtion! I don't think I could see the fear my own daughters felt about their brother dying, but when I told them I thought it was imminent, they both dropped everything and came. They were here. God this post has been hard for me!

Sorry to make this all about me, but right now I have nothing more to say.

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I am so very sorry, dear @owasco to cause you pain. My brother died July of 2024 and I can only now write about it.

My heart goes out to you and your daughters♥️

I don't have to fear for you any more, Charles. Rest in peace, dear brother.

Man, do I ever understand this.

So your horrible father was a community bigshot. Street angel, home devil I believe that is called. My father was one as well, although not nearly as horrid as yours. My husband an even milder version, but still not the loving and generous person he presented to the outside world. I wonder how many men have this malady? Because it is a sickness in my opinion. If they or anyone around them suffers from their condition, they are ill.

You are very insightful! As in this:

he was the photographer. He had become part of the outside world.

He was very, very smart. That's what I've been told. But erratic. None of his siblings wanted to get on his wrong side. He would rant and rave and promise all kinds of retribution.

For sure he was unstable. I worry about the genetics--but I've managed so I guess it's OK. I've managed😆