P.s. up until the last few years I felt the same way about my brother. I let go of my resentment when I finally realized that I was expecting something from him that he simply did not have. It wasn't about me, it was just his personality, who he is. It doesn't seem fair, but life isn't fair, it's just life. Today I know I can get my needs met by asking from people that I know that have what I need. It would be great if my brother was a touchy feely guy like me, but he's not, so I accept him the way he is. I know if I want to talk to him, I have to call him, he won't call me. He won't call anybody! Yet, his daughter recieves all that he does not give to everyone else, he pours his love, affection, time and attention onto her. He is a wonderful father and that is a beautiful thing to witness.