Updates

So I have still yet to write a letter to my jailed older brother The baby that I was worried about grew up and is extremely adorable He is walking and talking and I believe Jesus touched him some how I could have sworn he was a goner at the baby shower when his mama joined in on happy hour. I guess maybe because I prayed for him to be alright. He turned out better than we all imagined, at one he can almost say and understand anything. Now that I've gotten to hold him I hate to watch him leave. His mom she'd rather party and we all doubt she really cares. And Christmas morning I ignored a phone call from my brother. He was calling for the cell. Does that make me terrible that I still have no words for him? For all you guys who are just tuning in refer to my previous poems to fully understand. I know life is about giving second chances but when I watch my nephew run into my arms I wonder what kind of chances he will have. He deserves the world, and a chance to grow up normal. These are my updates for today I'll see how I feel tomorrow.