My sister is pretty settled down with her life now. And she seems happy. That is a good thing I guess, for her. I want her to be happy and appreciating toward life, because my brother on the other hand is totally indifferent toward his. It sucks to see him like this, gradually giving up. I sometimes wish, if I were in his place. What would I do. Being a girl has its advantages. You somehow manage to pull yourself up. No matter how bad the wound is in your heart. You somehow stitch up a patch and go with the flow as it is. You somehow make it through. My brother has been different since this year started... And since then, I have been missing his old self. I don't feel like I have a brother. I don't feel like it. I miss him, being able to talk with me about any topic, his laughter, his eagerness toward food and current affairs of the world and history.
We are twins yet we are so different. Right now, I just want him to be happy. I want him to love himself as much so he could pass the ladder down and pull himself up and take the journey toward life and aliveness. I want him to accept the gift our almighty has given him. I want him to grow, gather experience, rather than pushing the pause button.
I want him to genuinely be happy and eager to live.
We are twins yet we are so different. Right now, I just want him to be happy. I want him to love himself as much so he could pass the ladder down and pull himself up and take the journey toward life and aliveness. I want him to accept the gift our almighty has given him. I want him to grow, gather experience, rather than pushing the pause button.
I want him to genuinely be happy and eager to live.
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