I have went a little longer than usual since my last blog, mainly because my intent had been to go ahead and blog about the day my father was killed. The day my life should have gotten easier. Unfortunatley, I went from living with one demon, to one that did far more damage to me in my childhood.
Since then some things have happened though I need to talk about. The brother I mentioned before that fell of the wagon, has gotten worse, sunday night he was so drunk and beligerant. He drove with my 5 year old niece in the car. His wife flipped and called me, he would not let them leave. I finally got him to agree to let me get his daughter away from there, but as I was pulling out I had a gut feeling things were going south. So instead of taking her to my house about 2 miles away, I took her to my brothers neighbors and had her take the child to my home so I could go back. I am glad I did.
He had thrown their expensive flat screen into the yard, was threatening to burn my house down (he rents from me) was tearing everything up while his wife sit and cried, trying to stop him. I have always been my brothers life line and he loves me very much but when drinking he turns on me and get so mean. I finally gave up and called 911. it broke my heart but there was not choice. They arrested him. His wife moved ot her moms and the next morning when they released him he called me at 6am to come and get him. I did not. I told him until he was ready to get help I was done. I could not take the emotional abuse anymore, did not have the money to keep fixing his messes.
I am proud to say that on his own that day he called the rehab I put him in before in the mountains. he was told there was a 4 week waiting list, which would never do. He would have likely killed himself before then with his family gone. So they realized the emergency of the situation and agreed to take him that day. His wife drove him up and she told him if he completed the program that she and their daughter would be waiting for him when he got home.
It was bitter sweet. I was kind of heart broken because I did not get to see him or hug him before he left and he will be gone for all the holidays. I did tell him that I would make a big plate at thanksgiving and freeze ti for him as I did years ago, before he was sober and he happnened to be in Jail over the holidays. I hate he will not be home with his family but visiting days are on the weekend, and Christmas is saturday so they will be able to go up and he will see his daughter open presents. I told him that he may not see it now but this is the best, most important gift he could have ever given either one of them for christmas.
Please keep us in your thoughts. This year will be hard with him gone. The last time he was there, he stayed sober for 7 years.
I will blog again in a few days, about my dad being killed. That was one of the biggest turning points in my life, freeing me from a lot of things, but making me a slave to others. It is hard to talk about but it is time. I look forward to hearing from you all. Thank you for taking this journey with me. You have no idea how much it means.