Ahhhh I’m sorry. I know I’m going to sound silly saying this, but now when I look back on the arguments I had with my brother and sister (older brother, younger sister. I’m the middle. How cliché right?) but I look back on those days being Happy Days, at least we talked to each other when we were fighting.
Now I hardly see either of them :/ it saddens me deeply, but it seems we’re all just so busy.