I have realized that I am envious. Yes, we all are in our own ways but this weekend about killed me I think.
My brother, with whom I finally have a real relationship, signed the papers and moved into their new house. It is a sprawling two story, four bedroom house. Not necessarily the set up I would like, but its theirs and they love it. And I am jealous.
Don't get me wrong, I love our place now but I absolutely DESPISE our neighborhood! And trust me when I say despise isn't a strong enough word.
So I am jealous. And I am jobless (through no lack of trying that is sure). And I am just a general blahness.
1 comment:
I think we all feel that way sometimes, sweetie, so don't feel bad about it. I'm glad you and your brother have a real relationship these days, though. Me & my sister have done the same thing...family is important, right?
I've missed you. Lots.
Peace & Love,
~Barb~
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