Love has many attributes. Among the most important: sharing. In my teens, I often assumed the role of Big Brother. Many little sisters confided in me, sought my advice, my opinions – from a male perspective. I had a very big, soft shoulder to cry on. All my self-doubts, self-fears and loneliness locked themselves within. No shoulder for me to cry on. Big Brothers were not suppose to cry. Time never significantly altered my role. It merely replaced my Big Brother hat with that of Second Father. Still I listened to sad songs, tried to provide sound fatherly advice. I was the fly upon the wall. Always there, but invisible. I tried my best to deny my doubts, and the loneliness, hurt and pain were invisible to everyone – except me.
And then there was you. You saw a different me. One neither I nor anyone else had ever seen. You removed my walls, unlocked the doors, and gave me your love, your trust, your sharing.
Yet you experienced far more pain than I ever suffered. I was always there for someone – my shoulder weighted down by other’s tears, but it gave me a role, a place where I was accepted, while you experienced only rejection. The depth of your scars built a strong wall. My shoulder helped you tear down your wall and in the process of our sharing, you offered me your heart and both our scars are healing. Now all that matters is that we are here and we care, and we share, and we’ve both discovered happiness.
You gave me your love, you gave me your trust, and of even more important, you gave me something I never had before: a shoulder to cry on.
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