The other night when I was at my parents house I had a traumatic evening. When I got to my parents house my brother ended up leaving when I got there. He said he would be gone for a couple of hours but ended up coming home about 2:00 am and he had been drinking. I wish he would not drink but he is a grown man.
During this night my Dad had told me he did not pay his lot fee so they were charging him a late fee and then later he remembered his and Mom's life insurance had not been paid either. I have a hard time remembering what needs to be paid in my house let alone keeping track of someone else too. So I was a little stressed.
What was traumatic for me was there are certain things I can not do for my Mom by myself. And as it turned out I had to wake my brother up and I could not get him to wake up due to the drinking. Even shaking him I could not get him to wake up. So I tried my best to do what needed to be done by myself. Then my Dad needed assistance when I was trying to do this too. I was in tears. I cried God you have to help me. By the time it was all over I wanted to just cry. I prayed that by 6:00 when I was going to try again to wake my brother up before I was going to try and go home that he would be sober. I could not leave if he was not. Then at 5:55 am my brother walked out of his room without me waking him up and he was sober. I knew God heard my cry and he sobered up my brother.
I realized during all this my physical limitations and I had reached a breaking point. God will not allow us to be pushed beyond what we can bear.
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