Boarding my flight home.
Thank you all so much for your support and thoughts on my last post. I have lots to process and no time right now.
Just one or two things: my sister and BIL have set up a sleeping in shifts thing, which seems to ease things for her. He is still a p.i.t.a. This trip was not always easy, but it was not the nightmare I feared it might be. (Maybe it was the anger?)
The baby is still just wonderful. And seing the joy on my sister's face when she's singing to and "dancing" with her daughter on her lap... Just the thought brings me to tears, for so many reasons (as you know well), but mostly because she is so very happy to finally be a mother to a healthy, funny, contented, beatiful child.
I didn't know I could be this happy for someone else's joy.
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have a safe flight home, dear one... and I am so glad that you feel such joy for your sister. That is so beautiful.
I'm glad it went ok. I think we can all relate to not being prepared for the mishmash of emotions that can overcome us at a time like this. It is certainly good to hear you are finding honest to goodness joy in the situation. We will get there too! Safe travels
Safe travels. I'm so glad the trip was okay, BIL and all. You are amazing.
Glad the visit was OK and you are safely on your way home.
xoxoxox
just catching up with you, and many congrats to your whole family!
I hope your BIL turns himself around, or that your sister helps turn him.
sending you some love on your way home...
What relief you must feel.
I'm glad you had a good visit, even with the questionable BIL. Being an auntie is great, really is.
it's your joy too, sue. she's yours too.
I'm so glad it was a good trip, so glad you went - BIL trouble notwithstanding.
I've got a BIL I can't stand either, though his problems are less obvious to the outside world and so hard to help my sister with - ongoing, untreated alcoholism and all the denial, deceit and emotional distance that accompanies it. And my sister rarely wants to talk about it, only wants to say that everything's 'fine.' Which is exactly what our parents want to believe, so that's what they see. Even when it's clearly not true. So it's impossible to know how to help. I'm just left with useless worry about her and my 2 nephews, here from all the way on the other side of the world and still too stuck in grief to be of much help anyway.
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