So, mom just has the twins to care for now. My younger brother has gone off to live with a successful attorney and his wife in a lovely suburban home. I'm taken in by my grandparents, with implicit promises of a better life and major spoiling.
"And they all lived happily ever after!"
Right?
Whoooooa there, pardner! Not so fast ......
It'll be six years before I see my mother again. During that time she will:
- get divorced
- get remarried
- move to Hawaii
- have another child (whom she keeps)
- file for divorce (from the current husband)
- move back to California
Along the way there will also be abuse -- physical ... alcohol ... sexual. It is not a good life for my siblings (or my mother).
I'll see my younger brother somewhat more often, as our families swap summer vacations -- one year at our house, the next at theirs.
His story is not my story, so I won't go into too many details, but suffice it to say his life was ..... difficult.
Were he a child today, I'm sure he'd be diagnosed as ADHD. Back then, he was just "all boy". For reasons I wasn't privy to, he was placed in a juvenile psychiatric facility by the age of 10(-ish), and after some problems in the intervening years, was arrested at the age of 16(-ish) and sentenced to a psychiatric hospital until his 18th birthday. He was in and out of police custody for several years, but now seems to have found a place of, if not peace, at least acceptance.
And me? Well, the answer to that is that it's ... complicated.
At 16 months old, I wasn't a "blank slate" as my brother was purported to be. After all, I'd not only spent nine months in my mother's womb, but I'd then spent an additional year and a half bonding to her and my older siblings. My grandparents were strangers to me, as I'd only met them once before, and they'd not only brought me to a new place to live, but also taken me away from the only family I'd ever known.
I think it's safe to say that I was confused.
I think it's safe to say that I was confused.
Who are these strange people and why have they brought me here? |
"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."
Closing Time, by SemiSonic