For the past five years, I have lived with my 95 year old mother in her home. Last night my brother, who lives two states away in Montana, sent me this text at 10pm:
"Sitting on top of mountain in Glacier Park watching the moon rise. We're at 10,000 feet. It doesn't get any better than this." And he sends a picture of the moon coming up behind the mountain.
I replied:"Cool. I'm laying in a hot bedroom because I can't open the window because the traffic is so noisy. I'm sure it's going to get much worse than this."This is his favorite phrase. "It doesn't get any better than this."
He sends it when he's in the hot tub on his deck, out riding quads in the wilderness, having a bar-b-que and drinking beer with his family, hunting with his son, enjoying a thunderstorm with his wife, snowmobiling with his grandchildren.
We might as well live on different planets. I don't even have to list what my life is like, because YOU already know.
What gets me, is that HE doesn't know!!!! How could anyone in their right mind say this to a sibling who has already given up five years of their life to their mother?
I am so done.
He will never understand what it's like to be in my shoes, even if his own children end up taking care of him to his dying breath.