Siblings...

When you have siblings most would think you know each other almost as well as the back of your hands.  You fight with each other sure, but in the end you are still blood and love each other till the end.

Last night I watched the HBO documentary special There's Something Wrong with Aunt Diane, its a story of a "super mom" type mother driving home from a camping trip with her 3 children and  2 neices who drives the wrong way on a NY highway, killing herself, 2 of her children, both of her neices as well as 3 other innocent drivers.  Autopsy results show that she was drunk and high on pot.  It was a heavy documentary to watch but intriging at the same time.

Her family is in denial that she would ever purposely drink and drive let alone smoke putting the children in danger like that but later admit that they kept a botle of Vodka in their camper during the season for camping trips and admit that she occasionally smoked to help her relax so she could sleep at night.

While I can not relate to this situation directly...I can relate to loosing a loved one in such a way.  My family lost a very dear member, my brother, in a drunk driving accident.  I won't go into details of the story that unfolded, but my brother was the innocent driver killed while the guilty walked away and only served 4yrs for his crime but that's not my point of this post.

My point is that after watching this show, it made me think...how much did or do I really know my brother?  We grew up together until a certain point and then were separated.  He lived with my dad and I with my mom.  That's just how our lives worked out.  After he died, it seemed all I really knew about him was his favorite football team and that he joined the service....I never really knew my brother but one thing I did know, he was the one I looked up to, the one I called my hero.  It made me sad to think that the one person I am suppose to know, I didn't really know.  I remember being so upset because the last time I spoke to him, I didn't tell him I loved him...did I need to tell him or did he already know?  I will never know and only hope he knew.

Always tell your loved ones you love them, take the time to show them how much they mean to you.