There's no use crying over spilt milk....

I've come to learn that it's not the spilled milk that I'm crying over, it's all the built up emotion that spills out when the cup happens to tip over. This week (or last few months even) has been filled with a hard dose of reality and I'm on the floor throwing a tantrum like my two year old toddler, screaming "It's NOT fair!!"
Without getting into the tiny details of my current situation I will say that my family finds ourselves in the midst of a painful time, with more questions than answers. Some ask, "How's your family?" or "How's your brother?"......I appreciate the thought but honestly don't know how to answer. We are all doing the best we can, my brother is doing the best he can BUT my brother's in JAIL....that is reality. He's not on vacation, simply absent from family gatherings and birthdays, or even just off somewhere screwing around being a silly boy. He's not going to come to anything for a long time, a REALLY long time.........I can't swallow this for the huge lump in my throat. The latest estimate we have is 12 years. 12 years of birthday parties, Christmases, Thanksgivings and family milestones. It hardly seems fair.
I say all these things and some may think, she's in la-la land. Her brother did wrong and should be punished accordingly. I accept the fact that he did wrong (despite the fact that I lack all the information from that night) and the fact that he will be punished for his mistake....however I DO NOT accept the fact that we are supposed to make decisions based on fractional information, I DO NOT accept the fact that others are making judgments based on second hand information and partial truths. How quick people are to make their harsh judgments from behind their TV's and computer screens and how easily they forget that this man is someone's son, brother, father and friend. He's a good man, never quick to anger, always the peace maker and accepting of people. (can you picture me on the ground right now, kicking and screaming like a toddler?!?!)
Sorry but today I'm a glass half empty kinda girl....2011, I say bah hum bug!