I can remember when my brother came home from the hospital. I was five. I was standing upstairs and I saw my mother enter the yard holding this small bundle.

Now my brother towers over me and he's only nineteen.

He has been shielded from alot of things because he was always the youngest .
So this new situation that he is dealing with is hitting him very hard.

I decided to cook a nice meal for him. Then it struck me....it had to take this bad situation to make me realise how important my brother is to me.....

.....the same reason I am upset with my father.

Maybe it runs in the fucking family.

:(