The first thing my sister did when she just woke up for work; she came and hugged me real tight kissing my forehead as if she haven’t seen me for years. I was surprised asked what’s that all about. “You really are brave!” She said. “I woke up feeling sore from flu and I thought to myself this is how you wake up every day!” And that’s when it hit me, her hug was her telling me she understands and the kiss was an apology.
My eyes are tearing and I’m not sure if I’m crying because of her empathy or am I feeling sorry for myself.