the prodigal son, the following years

Instead of planning the service I'm actually supposed to be doing on Sunday, I've been thinking about the prodigal son and what came next. The biblical tale in a nutshell involves a lad asking for an advance on his inheritance, squandering the lot and after a time of destitution returning home whereupon he's welcomed with open arms by his delighted father. No women in this story as far as I remember, except maybe as temptresses when the boy had riches. Now I'm not a preacher, in fact probably more a heretic, and what's been on my mind is "What happened next?" How did the story pan out once the party was over and life settled back to normal? We know the elder son was aggrieved, he's spent his life being sensible and no-one threw him a party. Was that jealousy resolved or did it burn between them the rest of their lives?
What became of the younger son? Did he learn from his youthful mistakes and become a steady repentant bloke? Or is it hard to change our ways, did he get restless again, a cycle of leaving and returning? How many times did his father forgive him and celebrate when he came home once more? And where was his mum, was she crying with despair at each disappearance, crying with relief at every return? Or did everyone get fed up?
It can be hard to delight constantly that we are lucky to have those who are in our lives. The joy can get squashed by our fears that they might at some point not be with us, our pain from when they let us down before, our jealousy that their struggles are viewed differently from our own. I have much admiration for the dad of the story and more than a little empathy for the reliable older brother, can you tell? That's how I usually position myself in this tale (tho please note, my sister was not wayward.) And yet there's plenty of times I've messed up and been forgiven. I think it's probably very useful for us all to imagine ourselves into the role of each character. Our whole existence could be a life long party with our loved ones saying to us yup, you're not perfect, but I'm so glad you're here. Xx