to be loved by your siblings is to be known completely they are the only ones who truly understand what it meant to grow up in your house they understand the unspoken rules expectations and the Dynamics that shaped you they were there for family dinners holiday chaos and late night conversations they've witnessed every version of you the highs lows and everything in between they know your quirks without explanation understand your jokes without context and remember exactly why you're afraid of thunderstorms or why you can't eat certain foods they're your first friends your original supporters and your
built-in support system even if that support comes with teasing or eye rolles even when time or distance separates you they are still connected to your story no one else will ever know you quite the same way they do it's the kind of love that knows your past but believes in your future
