Always.

Mine. Always.

To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.

Our siblings. Resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long.

Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring, quite often the hard way.

Remember, life is short. Do what your desire, and take good care of the people

you love, be they your parents, your siblings. You might never get that chance again.