Today I want to talk about my brother.
My brother and I are just 13 months apart. In our childhood, we were very close to one another. We grew up together. We laughed together. We fought for snack and disciplined our physical strength together. Many people thought we were twins. I also felt we were twins. I could feel my brother very close. He had been a happy boy all his younger days. I liked being around him.
However, after his marriage, sadly our relationship was changed. Since his marriage, we had stopped talking each other. After his marriage, he even looked like a different person to me. He does not look funny anymore like before. He looks more serious than before. I don’t see his smile or big laughter on his face anymore. He seems to be depressed. Sadly though, it is nothing to do with me, and I cannot do anything for that. It is none of my business.
In my recent trip to Japan, I had an opportunity to have a dinner with my brother and his family. It was the first time after nine years’ no-see. I looked forward to seeing my brother again. But, we had no talk except for just a casual greeting in the beginning and a couple of his mean comments about me during the dinner. That was it. I felt the connection between my brother and I was already cut. I felt sad about it, but I cannot do anything to repair. I just gave up. I thought I should forget about my brother.
Then this morning, my brother visited me in my dream. We traveled together by a train. We had a really good time, just like our childhood days. During the trip, we laughed a lot together. We enjoyed watching the same beautiful scenery together. We traveled along the beach. The weather was nice. We enjoyed watching the clear blue sky. We enjoyed listening to many birds singing. We enjoyed feeling the ocean breeze together. We enjoyed smelling the salty ocean tide together. Everything was shining for us. We were so happy being together.
Then I woke up. I still remembered all the details. Perhaps, my brother is thinking of me. Our family spirits brought some sweet old memories of ours back to us in this dream.
I learned from this dream. Our connection was never cut off. Despite of the appearance, despite of the truth that we don’t talk anymore, I still think of my brother in a good way, and perhaps he does the same thing to me.
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