To her, it didn't matter what I was, or who I was, or what gender I was, or what color of hair or eyes I had. She was amazed. She admired me. And it wasn't until I was older when I realized that I had always admired her. Being the younger sibling can be stressful at times because you feel like the older sibling is better because they're older and get more attention because they do greater things than the younger ones. Sometimes it's a competition
You. That's a great advice. I actually resonate with this story. But I am the older and I just lost my younger brother has felt like a. Feel like a twins to me. And I feel like he was admiring me. He was living my dreams. I didn't notice that at the time. Now he left. Passed away. And I feel you. And I feel him. I wish, like you said, to tell my younger self to take care of your younger brother