I can understand that, we all need time to ourselves, me time, time to reflect on things and to move forward, time to come to peace with the past.
It was nice of him to phone and explain thank you bro.
Looking back I know what slightly upset me was not the fact that I wasn't told by my brother, or that I wasn't invited to go, more the fact that I needed to face the past head on, which was something my brother had done & I had not, and being told he had managed to do what I could not, reminded me of what I needed to do.
You see I have never been to my Grandma’s & Granddad’s grave since the day they were buried together in 2002, and I have not yet been back to my dad's grave since his ashes were interned last January.
Going to graves of people I knew, is something I have never really done at all.
It means that you have top accept that they have gone and that they will never return, where as if you don't go, there is always that hope, even after seeing them cremated/buried, it's as if you can forget they have gone and remember them during good times.
The thing is I now know I need to face the past and say goodbye, again.
I need to let the grief happen, so that it doesn't build up and stress me out any more than it already has.
Maybe next year if I'm not up to going and my brother does, maybe he would put some flowers there from me as well, after all, I never forget him, I just couldn't face him.
Let's hope this Remembrance Sunday will be a good one, let us never forget.