This was a hard column to write
This week’s column was really hard to write which means I had to do it. Plus, I’m fairly certain, I’m not alone. I hope you’ll read this one.
“That’s the hardest part. When it comes to hashing it out so we can be siblings again, I’m just not worth it to him. Cutting me out of his life and moving forward was his better option. I don’t think he likes the person I grew up to become and perhaps he prefers the echo chamber that like-minded people can provide.”
Family, and Country, Divided, by Bonnie Jean Feldkamp
My brother is older than me and when I was in high school, he worked second shift. I’d stay up waiting for him to get home and we’d work on jigsaw puzzles on the floor of his bedroom late into the night.