Your little brother was too scared to walk the wall by himself yesterday.
You grabbed his hand and away you both went.
At the moment of this picture, he was giggling loudly.
You yelled, “This is what big sisters do.”
It was as if God took the picture, at this precise moment, for me.
I don’t know where either of you will be 20 years from now.
Or if I will be around.
I hope you both look at this picture every day for the rest of your lives.
And never forget. Because I never will. Ever.