I was going to visit my brother in California but the cost for a few days was just too high.
I suggested flying him back here but he's petrified of flying and won't do it but said he would bus it though.
He left today and Wednesday I will be seeing him for the first time in 30 years. It didn't really sink in until the
last couple of days just how overwhelming of an experience this is going to be. It's a little tough dealing with this one.
You'd think I'd be excited but actually I'm scared. Crazy what life throws at you. Two months ago (roughly) I had no
clue what was going on with my brother or where he was at or anything and now I'm 3 days away from seeing him.
