CereBraWL :
I used to have this issue where I simply couldn’t tie my shoelaces, so my parents continued buying me Velcro shoes. Then my brother, who is 13 years older than me, bought a pair of Converse Chucks. From that moment on, all I did was nag him because I wanted a pair too. At the time, where we lived, there were no Velcro Chucks, so when he went away on holiday, he brought me a pair😁but they had laces.🥺
He actually took the time to buy them for me and, more importantly, took the time to teach me how to tie them.
That’s not really the story, though. To this very day, whenever we have one of our biggest disputes or arguments, a little flash of that day comes back to me: me pulling the two sides of the bow, finally tying my shoelaces by myself. And somehow, in that moment, I forget everything. I just feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude that he is MY brother.
Sorry, I might be completely irrelevant here, but your story cut a little too close to the bone, and I felt the urge to tell you this.
It’s funny how the things we might call “little” can go such a long way.
I turn 42 in four days.
2026-08-18 11:59:57