I’ve been making a lot of life decisions lately. I think it all stemmed from a conversation I had with my mother a few nights ago.
As we were talking about life and everything like that she sneaks in: “Oh, by the way, you have some legal papers here.” I asked her what they were about.
Then she dropped the bomb on me.
“They’re guardianship papers, just incase your father and I die. You’d be the one who would take care of your brother.”