A cathartic day.
I told my brother. And I cried.
When I met my husband I told him one drunken night...."the most important person in my life is my brother"....And he is (was, until I was married of course). My brother and I grew up in a very difficult household and as a result, we have a unique connection. I was afraid and frankly very nervous to tell him I was doing this. I was afraid of his reaction. Afraid he'd be negative and have nothing positive to say about my decision. Afraid he'd try to talk me out of it
I was surprised. Muchly, Thankfully. My brother simply said that if it makes me happy, then I should do it. He was concerned about the Mexico connection but I think (hope?) that after hubby and I both explained our comfort in this doctor and the location, he felt ok about it.
I feel so much more comfort today about this decision than I did yesterday. I feel happy, much more at ease and hopeful of my future. I've also invited him to follow this experience along with me. I hope he does.
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