I never knew him. Never met him. He was my brother from my dad's side...my dad re-married after he left my mom and i never saw him again. He had a son with his new wife. Robert. Well, my sister was also from that marriage but she was put up for adoption and during the time she was up for adoption, my grandmother (on my mom's side) took her in. My sister and My Granny were extremely close their entire lives. You couldn't tell them that they weren't related!!! I was raised with my sister and we were soooooo close. I know this is a confusing story...but bear with me
I just got the call from my sister. Her and Robert met when she was 18. I think he was around 16 or so. They immediately grew very close to each other. They became best friends. She would travel to Idaho to visit him, and he would travel to Oklahoma to visit her. They were inseparable. He was born with liver diseases...his parents were heavy alcoholics and drug users, even during pregnancy. He wasn't expected to live more than 2 years. But he did. He lived until he was 20. My sister called this morning to let me know that he died yesterday. She is trying to get the money to go to his funeral, i am going to try and help as much as I can. She is pretty torn up about all of this. I never knew him, but I am sad. I am sad for him and for my sister. And more angry than ever at my father and his wife. They doomed their child. I just can't care an ounce for either of them. I don't see how they could do that to their baby. I thank God that my sister did not have to go through that. Thankfully, she is perfectly healthy.
I just wanted to get this off of my chest. I am not sure how I should be feeling right now...but I am sad about it. I wish I had known him...but I didn't. I didn't even know he was still alive until he was 16 and I was told then that he could die any day. I just never knew anything about him. Except his name.
Thanks for letting me get this out....