No one goes his way alone;
All that we send into the lives of others,
Comes back into our own.
–Edwin Markham, Poet
During an event at Oscar and Edgar’s school, Oscar asked if he could read a story he had written to Edgar’s Kindergarten class.
As Oscar took center stage, Edgar jumped up to join him and uttered four words that spoke to the magnitude of his pride: “This is my brother.”
Oscar asked me recently if I thought Edgar loved him–and here it was, a simple sentence that overshadowed every disagreement and squabble, a moment to capture and hold on to, a reflection of who they are and who I hope they always will be.