My brother and I are like Chandler and Rachel in the cheesecake scene.
He’s the one measuring the slice.
Looking at angles. Calculating crust-to-filling ratio.
“This side has more graham. Let’s rebalance.”
Meanwhile, I’m Rachel.
“Can we just eat it already?”
We approach life — and dessert — so differently.
He’s analytical. I’m intuitive.
He pauses. I pounce.
We don’t always agree.
(Okay, we rarely do.)
But when we meet in the middle —
in that shared bite,
that spontaneous laughter,
in the knowing that we’re in this together —
it just works.
Because the point was never about being the same.
The magic is in learning how to dance with the difference.
With humor. With love. With dessert in hand.
Crust measurer or fork grabber — who are you? 😋
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Let’s meet in the middle.
Bring your fork. I’ll bring the cake.
