I awoke to an email from my mother about my half-brother getting back to his alcholic ways. It's gotten to the point where he called my mom (his stepmother, whom he's never really been close to), in a drunken state and she came over to talk to him.
His wife is leaving him, and taking the kids. He goes to a bar after work and gets drunk, and then comes home. He's been through rehab and remained sober once, after a DUI.
I cried in the shower that morning. For my brother, his kids, my dad. It just seemed like nothing could work out for anyone.
Then I got an email about a job that didn't exist that I had asked for anyway. They are going to give me some assignments to see how I work out. I'm not getting excited about it yet, but at least there is a ray of sunshine.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Start Out Crying, End up Smiling
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