Gratitude

Two years ago my brother was diagnosed as a manic depressive. It was really hard.

For him, me, our family. The past two weeks were the first time we really hung out in few years; we laughed, we cried, we apologized.

Guess my point is to say thank you.

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This was a while ago. He came over to help me garden and pull weeds. Being a good sister, I just let him hold my coffee.

Me Did you intentionally dress like me?

“No. I’m wearing carhartts, dads black shirt and the leather keds.

You’re wearing carhartts, my black shirt and vans.”

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Because you never know when things will change.

“Can I hold your coffee?!?”


 

Say Thank You Right now Carte’s helping me set up my Patreon page.

I have pretty severe dyslexia so it’s nice to him around to help me. He’s like my mom. Kind with a beautiful mind in a literal and literature kind of way. Thanks buddy.

xo Delany

 

2 comments

  1. marti sato

    THANK YOU, D. I LOVED READING THIS. I’M WRITING THIS IN ALL CAPS SO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME. IMAGINE ME SCREAMING THIS AT YOU. LOVE YOU!

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