Well. I don't usually post this kind of thing here, but I'm just reeling and need a little perspective.
As you know, my youngest brother died about a month ago. That's left just my middle brother and me (I'm the oldest of the 3 sibs).
"M" has been kind of the black sheep of the family for a long, long time, largely because of his relationship with our parents -- an alcoholic father who broke his heart countless times and a mother who called his son out of marriage a bastard child. As I've said to others, he's had a huge mad on since he was about 18 (he's now almost 57). We've not been close -- haven't actually seen each other since our mom's memorial service about 5 1/2 years ago. And we've only been in contact over the last few years regarding "E" and his downward spiral.
When E died, M unleashed all the anger he's been hanging on to at me, and told me not to contact him anymore. It was actually pretty scary. I honestly don't know what I did to cause his anger. My only thought is that because I'm the only remaining family member I've been the recipient of almost 40 years of pent-up anger.
Today I was on Facebook and realized that he's unfriended me. I never thought someone could act in such a destructive way ... silly me. I'm working hard to just keep walking, and moving forward. I don't intend to approach him because I'm frankly afraid of what might happen.
I guess my family is what I'll make with others that I care about and love, and who love me.
Wow ...