And I could only watched as armed officers had you handcuffed and arms behind your back directed you into the back of a police car. There were so many things I wanted to say, yet I knew that nothing flowing out of my mouth as sound would, or could, encompass what I'd want you to know.
To set you free of my own accord would be to cheat you out of some valuable lessons. You are powerful, brother. Funny. Brite. You work harder than anyone I've ever known, besides our own Daddy. You love is all encompassing. Still, you choose to surround yourself with those who can not truly see you! Those who keep you down, pull you down, dig you down deeper and deeper than you've ever been. You dig right along with them.
I long to see you joyful! I know that childhood was a fleeting memory for you. You were robbed in many ways of enjoying it, of knowing it. But there comes a time when you have to own who you are now. Own every part of it... and then move on! It's tough, but doable.
Sometimes I wonder about the way you choose to learn things. I know it's your way. It's certainly not the way I'd chose for you, but I honor you in that. I also know you have lots of blame right now. It's everyone elses' problem. That's okay too! Just know that no matter what way you need to play it, I love you!
You are so much more than my brother. You've been my child from the day you were born. I have almost always considered you so. I'm holding a light for you, dear brother. I hope you can feel it. Keep it close when times are hard and soon we'll be hugging like no tomorrow. Second chances never cease to come around and you'll get another one. What will you chose to do with it?
