Can you pick which one is me? Yes, that little one in the yellow, dotted Swiss dress is me. The other two kids are my sister, A, and my brother, G. My mother tells people that she raised 3 only children. G is the oldest at 10 years my senior and A is 7 years my senior. So, she is actually right. But we have a close bond.
G has Cerebral Palsy and is severely mentally challenged. Doctors said he would die at ages 5, 10, and 15. God’s miracle made them give up predicting. G is actually the reason I went into the medical field as a child. I was going to find a cure for him at age 7. G is a riot. Though he has the mental understanding of a young toddler, He sings (his way), laughs and talks, feeds himself, even fusses & fights with people. I bet the Devil even says WoW when he sees my brother, the miracle. G is my Secret Keeper. He’s my sounding board. He is also my man metal detector. LoL, Like little ones, G detects basic B.S. If G does not make his way to meet you or all of the sudden stops talking to you, you won’t be seeing me much more. Trust me G’s actions are never wrong.
My role model & rock is A. Because she has a much bigger personality than me, many non-Blood related people referred to me as just only A’s sister. That causes me to do many things that look different on the surface than her on purpose. But strangely my methods looked a lot similar. A has supported me in everything, be it wise or dumb. She has come to my aid whenever I needed her. Don’t let me act like I don’t need help and she finds out. I told you, she’s my rock. Now if you guys think I am sarcastic and crazy, A will keep you on your toes then. She has a Great heart and tries to see the fun side in everything.
Yeah, we fuss, cuss and fight at times. It’s a wonder our childhood room is still standing. But I love these people. With all my heart. Nothing but Death can keep me from them. And even that might have to knock me out to get to them too. Ok let me stop before I start the tears to flow
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
