Sometimes it’s better to bow out! And I have.
An email from the other brother backing H’s view tipped the balance. Especially when – in his predicted CEO style- he started on about charity and being cordial. Not to mention that he felt that morally the agreement had been fulfilled if not legally.
Though why I always get the giggles when he starts pontificating on about “What our father” would have wanted is a side to me that’s baffling! You see I always want to add on “Who art in heaven” each time he says it!! And somehow reading each sentence as “Our father, who art in heaven, would have wished……..” makes it all funny!! Especially when each sentence is so pompous!!
So dear reader I’ve done what I’ve done. Thank you all so much for your stupendous support. Which I know I appear not to have taken! But it was incredibly useful as it helped me think, Thank you to Stephen for ringing me and listening as I talked it through!
So my decision has cost me financially. And not cost them. So in a way that gives me a certain dignity (just!). And love (for me).
But I wonder what the cost to them is. Have they retained my respect for them? Good question. Have they retained Trust? Another good point.
Have they got my Love? Ah now there’s a question?
Will they think about any of these things? No of course they won’t. Not now. But maybe one day.
Will they feel good in the long run. Who knows. I’m not them. They will be who they want to be.
Will I forgive them. Yes probably one day. Not now. It’s too soon. But I probably won’t forget! Fortunately this will be the last time we are forced to communicate with each other. Once the sale of the final property goes through. Wow do we need a buyer and a buyer big time! A bonused banker is what we need who wants to invest in a pad in the country!
Then when the dust settles I believe I can at least be friends again with my other brother. H has too many issues regarding me. He will have to sort those out in his mind before he can be friends with me. And my guess is he never will!
What difference will this make to my life. Well in terms of seeing my 2 brothers not a lot. We don’t see each other a great deal anyway. And usually only when there’s a family event! Last time we got together was my 60th birthday party – which they walked out of in favour of the pub across the road where they remained until after midnight rather than mix with me and my lovely friends. So you see dear reader, we can hardly claim to be close!!