The kind of love that I was probably too much of a jerk to experience firsthand

I can’t help but wonder if my sister and I ever spent time like this when we were little.

I don’t think so, which makes me so sad for me and my sister and indescribably happy about the love that my children share.

Maybe there just weren’t enough pictures taken when I was young to capture moments like this, but I suspect that I was more rough-and-tumble with my sister than sweet.