Headachy
I've had a headache on and off all day today. I've kept it pretty much at bay most of the time with ibuprofen. I'm not really complaining because I know it's because of how I wore my hair today and I'm all excited that it's finally long enough on the top and sides to pull it back with a clip. It's still shortish, just coming about an inch below my ears but it's getting there. It will just take a little adjustment to get used to having the hair pulled in a different direction than it's used to.
Also, today would be my brother Kevin's 48th birthday. He died at 22 from encephalitis. I never got to meet him so I'm not all weepy or anything. Just a little sad that I never got to know my older brother who, from one of the two pictures I've ever seen of him, is the sibling I have the most resemblance to. He was my birth dad's firstborn and my dad lost rights to him when Kevin was two so even though I had met my dad about 6 months before Kevin died, we didn't know him. My dad was abusive when he was young. He had Kevin with his first wife when he was 18. He remarried and he and his second wife split up when she was pregnant for my sister Dawn. He hooked up with my mother at that time and I was conceived about a month before Dawn was born. All three of us were raised without my birth dad in the picture. Dawn met him when she was 15 and I met him when I was 19. He was 20 when Dawn was born and had turned 21 by the time I came along 7 1/2 months later. Apparently, he was always so nice to his next wife but when she threatened to take Darlene away (who's three years younger than I) he finally straightened out. My sister Kathy came two years after Darlene and she died when she was two of spinal meningitis so I never knew her either. Doug was born a few years later. So, my dad had six kids, the first four with four different mothers. Oh! and he and Doris split up when Doug was about six (but they stayed good friends) and he ended up with my wonderful stepmother, Norma who couldn't have kids. They were married a month shy of 25 years when my dad died. Out of six kids, he outlived three. I also have a brother and two sisters with my mom. All alive and well. So, even though I have eight siblings (either dead or alive), I'm still an only child*. [grin]
*BTW: I never refer to any of my siblings as "half" even if technically that's the correct term.
Also, today would be my brother Kevin's 48th birthday. He died at 22 from encephalitis. I never got to meet him so I'm not all weepy or anything. Just a little sad that I never got to know my older brother who, from one of the two pictures I've ever seen of him, is the sibling I have the most resemblance to. He was my birth dad's firstborn and my dad lost rights to him when Kevin was two so even though I had met my dad about 6 months before Kevin died, we didn't know him. My dad was abusive when he was young. He had Kevin with his first wife when he was 18. He remarried and he and his second wife split up when she was pregnant for my sister Dawn. He hooked up with my mother at that time and I was conceived about a month before Dawn was born. All three of us were raised without my birth dad in the picture. Dawn met him when she was 15 and I met him when I was 19. He was 20 when Dawn was born and had turned 21 by the time I came along 7 1/2 months later. Apparently, he was always so nice to his next wife but when she threatened to take Darlene away (who's three years younger than I) he finally straightened out. My sister Kathy came two years after Darlene and she died when she was two of spinal meningitis so I never knew her either. Doug was born a few years later. So, my dad had six kids, the first four with four different mothers. Oh! and he and Doris split up when Doug was about six (but they stayed good friends) and he ended up with my wonderful stepmother, Norma who couldn't have kids. They were married a month shy of 25 years when my dad died. Out of six kids, he outlived three. I also have a brother and two sisters with my mom. All alive and well. So, even though I have eight siblings (either dead or alive), I'm still an only child*. [grin]
*BTW: I never refer to any of my siblings as "half" even if technically that's the correct term.