I felt loved last night by my sister. Yesterday, she had been over at my apartment when I received some bad news; I ran into the bathroom in tears. She asked in a calm voice if I wanted her to come in, but I said no. She behaved exactly as one should, and even texted me later that evening to check in and make sure I really was okay. I appreciate my sister, who could have easily disengaged from the issue the moment she left my apartment. However, she followed up with me hours later to check on my mental state. This is what made me feel loved.

Do you have a similar experience with a sibling that made you feel loved? If so, let me know in the comments.