Amidst Tears
Amidst tears watching Rupi Kaur's performance, an epiphany hit me. There is no one in the world who understands me like my brother. He saw me through my most formative and formidable years.
He saw the birth of my rebellion.
I talk to him often now. We both ended up in a relationship based role in healthcare. We are both *obsessed* with becoming the best version of ourselves. We both struggle with an internal dialogue that we will never be good enough.
It is hard to explain, but he is more than a brother to me. I protected him like he was my child. One of my tactics was to divert attention by becoming the rebellious one. Being his big sister formed my personality in ways that I am only now realizing.
Growing up, my love for him is what gave me strength. Today, I see the man he has become and it inspires me. I am honored to call him my brother and eager to continue to learn and grow together.
(03.28.20)
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