My husband has a mother and a younger brother. He is four years younger. In all my acquaintance with this family, my husband's brother, never celebrated a holiday with us, his mother and his brother, my husband, he never congratulated neither birthday, nor New Year, or anything else. He lives as a neighbor. With her husband, her brother has a very bad relationship, they are more enemies than brothers. This brother for strangers will do everything, a straight shirt guy, but for his relatives, the finger on the finger will not hit, and even if you ask for help, you will not get this help. At first I was very surprised by this attitude in the family, to my questions, why? I was told that as a child he behaved as if he was from a strange family.

Here, the day after, the mother-in-law broke out the anthrax, and found albums of photos of my husband, and a notebook where she recorded his first words, how much he weighed when he was born, when he sat and other little things. We sat down with her, looked at the photos, then she brought more pictures of my husband, from childhood and to the army. We looked at it all and I asked:

Do you have a photo album of your younger son?

The Sister:

Not much of his photographs.

Did you just photograph?

Well it happened.

Didn’t his first words, like his oldest, also speak?

It was no longer that. Okay, I’ll go back and clean it all.

Imagine, two sons grew up in the family, the eldest everything, every birthday in the photography studio to make a beautiful photo, and the younger shish, if something was bought new of the things, then most often the older, the younger gave up. If all his life he was treated as a strange child, then why be surprised that he now behaves so with his brother and mother.