Story50 +: Don't forget to love each other on a day of breath.🖤
To the departed brother...😔🙏
It's been almost 30 years.
But always in memory.
I still feel guilty today.
Feeling guilty for not doing well enough to him while he was alive.
If we can go back in time, we'll go back and fix everything that went wrong.
Come to feel the consciousness again...When everything's too late...🖤
We have one brother of the same blood.
Remember, when we were kids, we loved each other so much because there were only two.
(There are three older half-sisters)
I remember when I was a kid, my brother raised us.
Where to go.. even kicking the ball, Katheng Nong always
Until we grow up, we always support each other.
During my brother's life, there were failures.
His life is riveting, never stopping like fate.
Let him go out to the outside world.
Since his teenage years, he has preferred freedom to living on his own rather than in a family with a conventional framework.
After his brother graduated from fifth grade, he chose not to pursue an undergraduate degree like other children, leaving home to live his own life.
Alone, even if difficult, satisfied until one day feeling that wanting to have money to set up. In the old days, people in suburban provinces often had the values to go to work in foreign countries (for those who did not graduate high), like to go to work in Middle Eastern countries such as Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Libya, or if the neighborhood is near Japan, there are both the right of the Ministry of Labour through various employment companies (deceived).
My brother is one of those people because there are relatives who used to do it back. Most have a lot of money and gold. But forget that yes, everyone will succeed as well. If you get money or have, then you don't know, you can use it one day too.
When we have Oufu, when we run out of money, I don't want to live in Thailand because I don't know what degree to apply for a job. Studying professional education is not studying.
Therefore chose to be a worker abroad for many years
The peak and worst life is to be tricked into working in Japan, have to be a little ghost, live with difficulty, finally can not bear the hardship, have to find a way to come back to Thailand by yourself. When coming back, it will be difficult to go back because of the blacklist.
People who have lived independent lives will like freedom, even in trouble, never come back to ask their parents for money, when they return to Thailand, choose not to stay at home, go out to live in BMA, do anything, do not let anyone know, the story has begun...
At that time, we had just started working with a company in the neighborhood. In times of trouble, my brother was constantly asking for some money, some more money, some more complaining. So yeah, until one day my brother came and brought a boy, about a year old, to tell us that this was his son.
With the love of the seller, not Eh or wondering anything, your child is our grandchild. Therefore, every Saturday, we often carry souvenirs, children's clothes, milk, food, visit our grandchildren regularly. How far away, take the bus and spend a long time playing, like this for many months.
But one day I was shocked when a woman came to introduce herself and told us that this child was his child with a man other than our brother, just that she and our brother had a relationship and lived together for a while, and he didn't feel good about his brother lying to us like this.
This makes us very angry with you, selling why you have to lie. The relationship is not the same. Talk aloof, not intimate, feel angry and lose the feeling of being deceived by your brother (at that time we were hot-tempered).
By fate, one day the baby mother left this little boy with a disabled woman who could not walk that he hired to raise the child. It suddenly disappeared, was unable to contact and never came back to visit the child. After many months, the disabled became unable to pay the expenses. And seeing our brother sincerely loved the child as a child, he decided to raise the child for his brother to adopt it, and his brother brought it back to live with his mother at home in the province, helping the mother farm until one day he fell ill, spent a year, and finally died at the age of 38.
Left.. without saying goodbye
Leave...Although there is still an outstanding matter
Sorry.. why we didn't do more good to him.
Sorry...Who never got a chance to say sorry for what he did badly to him.
If you can go back in time
We will be very good to him and forgive and understand each other.
Because it's no big deal...If we were to look deeper and wider,
So I want to tell everyone
Our lives are short. We don't know what will happen to us.
To love each other very much and to live happily.
Anything that can forgive each other can forgive each other.
So that one day you don't regret the way we are...😔
This child is currently about 30 years old.
Still with our mother in the province
I love it. It's like representing my brother.
Raise him like a child-grandchild to this day.