As I looked at my siblings yesterday I
realized something, my older brother had his heart broken and he
lived through it, but it changed him, and not for the better. I
myself had my heart broken and lived through it, although I thought
I was going to die. Now as we look at our younger siblings we have
both realized something: each and
every one of them is going to get their hearts broken, just like we
did, and we aren't ready for that.