Today is my brother's birthday...First I should point out that he is the youngest. Today he turned 42. WOW--he does not look a day over 35. The only nice pic I had of him was his wedding picture..it really does not do him justice. He is 6'4" and weighs maybe 180 pounds. He has always been skinny (lucky thing). He is a true artist - his work is unbelieveable. He is a master carpenter and now he runs a real estate apprasail business with his wife. They have a daughter in college and a son who is 13. My brother has always been eccentric--I think that is the artist in him. Unfortunately we are NOT close at all. My brother seems to have a deep seeded hatred for me-I just do not know why. He is definitely a product of my father because they both have that nasty attitude when they think they are all that. But ever since my last year in college he really wants nothing to do with me. It figures. IT BOTHERS ME TO NO END. But it is something that I have come to accept.
The way I feel is--it is his loss that he does not know the real me...and his loss that he does not share in the joys and sorrows in my life. I love him to death and that will never change-but I have no regrets. I have always sent him a birthday card for his birthday--I always remember him and his family at christmas and I always call them during the holidays to wish them well. Of course he does not reciprocate the same but that again is his loss.
So I sent my card and I know he received it--There is nothing left for me to say to him except----
HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDDIE--I LOVE YOU