For the first time, I realized our parents hadn’t disinherited us. They’d entrusted us with something greater.
They had given us each other — a lifelong friendship built on respect and patience. They’d taught us how to care, how to forgive, how to hold family above pride or possession. Their will wasn’t a rejection. It was a reminder that love, once truly lived, doesn’t need to be divided.
My brother broke the silence first. “They were right,” he said softly. “We already have everything they meant for us to have.”
He was right.
Honoring Their Legacy
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