Today I cried in the shower.
I’m sad about a lot of things a lot of the time, but today I’m sad because I miss my brother and my sister.
I miss being a kid with my kid brother and kid sister. Granted I am 11 and 9 years older respectively, but when they were little kids I was really still a kid myself.
Then I grew up a bit. And so did they. We moved far and around, we found significant others, we went to college, we joined the Navy, we had numerous jobs, we had kids, and we moved even farther away. None of us did all of those things, but all of those things did us.
I miss them. I miss them. I miss them.
I am sad that they don’t know me NOW, for how I’ve changed. And I’m sad that I only remember them for who they were back THEN.
I am sad for my children who do not really know their Aunt and Uncle. And I am sad for my brother and sister who do not really know my children.
Life is different now. But my love for them is the same.
No distance, no circumstances, no passing of time, no way is my love for them going to change. I would do anything for them then, and I would do anything for them now.
I hope they know that. Because today I felt it.
And I cried in the shower.