Weathering Together

Can you come to my room?” And in a heartbeat, one of us is there. It’s not always easy to speak when the world feels too loud. To carry so much feeling in a heart still learning how to hold it is a strength that goes unseen. Like a panther, she moves through life with both fierceness and fragility, guarded yet tender beneath it all. Watching her find her way day by day is a privilege I hold close. Because to bloom is not only to reach for sunlight, but to weather the rain too. I have and always will be there through every storm she may face, because that’s what sisters do.