I never thought I would become jealous of my own sister. But lately, whenever she comes to our house, I find myself watching my husband’s face instead of listening to the conversation.

But there is something beautiful that comes afterward.

You learn to listen to yourself.

You learn that love should never require you to ignore your own eyes.

And you learn that sometimes losing the people you trusted is how you finally find the person you should have trusted all along.

Yourself.