WHen I asked about your sibling?
Most of my siblings are gone over to thier for ever life. I thought about them on a deeper level. My older brother died young in his early twenties. I gave him tribe to him by naming my son after him. I remember my older brother soft manner, his quiet anger and his slow to response to many of life chaotic moments. I also remember him following his crowd of friends wanting to fit in. Wanting to be notice and wanting to just be heard. He and I spent plenty of nights just talking about him. His wants, dreams, and who he felt he should have been born up under. HE felt like his parents should have wanted him more, loved him harder and just listen to him. I think about his name sake my son. My son Reginald Leroy Martin, his soft manner but his need to be wanted, love and heard. I asked him plenty of question brought plenty of his wants to try to get to him in ways that I was missing. My son and I would have deep talks about me and love. I would ask him about his love life. He was my brother in another body. At times I can not help the feeling that I failed them both in life. My brother as a sister, My son as a mother, cause the need for them to fit in was more important then the need to just be themself. Tell me a story about your sister or brother.
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Dee Brown
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WHen I asked about your sibling?
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