Haven't spoken to my brother, or rather I should say he hasn't spoken to me in 18 years. I made some mistakes in my youth, did some things I wish I didn't, and he hasn't forgave me for it and I don't expect him to ever forgive me for it, nor should he. I've tried apologizing and making it right, but that feels like a lifetime ago and so much has changed since. I joined the Army, got married (twice -_-), had a kid, got really badly injured, had various jobs over the years, moved from the south to the Pacific Northwest and then moved to the East coast. He recently had his first kid too. Our lives are too far gone to fix it now, though admittedly, I do think of how we were as kids sometimes and how close we were and I wish things would have gone differently.
That's ok though. My daughter's got uncles, they just don't share her blood, and maybe that's a good thing all things considered.
Live and learn.