I am no longer upset. I lowered my pride and befriended my brother again. When they arrived home, I went straight to him and said hi and after that he kissed my cheek. And that was the beginning of our being friends again. :)
And when my brother jp, his gf (mai), ate Sel and I went to see Papa and Mama , I directly went to the place where papa sat and gave him a light kiss on the cheek and that was the beginning of our being friends again. :)
I realized a lot of things during the almost one week spat I had with my brother and my father. I realized that even if it was not really all my fault, I have to respect the fact that they are older than me. Also, I have to understand my Kuya since he easily loses his temper.
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I thank my other brother (jm) for lifting my spirits up and telling me not to lose hope when I am on the verge of giving up all my dreams. Even only through chats and phone calls, he still has the power to humble my proud and greedy soul. Oh I miss him so; a brother with a lot of wisdom to share.
Last night I sent him a message on how life could be so unfair to me and then recited my litany of complaints. He answered with, “stop whining and complaining, picture all those people without work & food, those poor ones on the streets-- now, ask yourself—whose life is unfair?”
I momentarily stopped typing. I felt ashamed. Sometimes he can hit me with those kinds of words that would let me see the harsh realities in life. Some kind of reality check!
