quote:Originally posted by EbonyRose:
@ Ms.Tru ...
I had a fight with my (older) brother when I was just a teenager, too! He gave me a black eye, I stole and hid his car and then came home and ripped his waterbed into shreds.
Whoa! That's crazy. My bro and I broke a few pieces of glass and I scratched a chunk of his face off, he smacked the hell out of me. I'm not going to lie there is a part of me that feels like the job is not done and I need to go back and really whoop his tail.
Shoot, though I never fight with my older brothers. Not even when we were kids, I was the only girl and they catered to me. My older brother from my mom's side, called and yelled at me this morning because Ma had finally gotten in touch with him to tell what had happened.
We live within minutes of each other and talk on the phone almost everyday now. Time heals wounds. Just give yourself (and your brother) a lot of it. As much as it takes. And pray that things will get better!
I hope so and thank you for the prayer. I'm happy that you and your brother were able to work things out.