This one hurts. My siblings are ridiculous. Talented. Intelligent. Hilarious. Successful. Good looking. Kind. Fundamentally GOOD people. They were my world when we were growing up. Who needs friends when you have siblings? Who needs neighbors? Who needs allies or even enemies? We were each other’s everythings. I’m not saying I didn’t literally, physically sit on top of my brother when he challenged my authority when mom left me in charge. I’m not saying I wasn’t a big bitch to my little sister. I’m not saying I didn’t overlook my littlest brothers when I when I was a teenager. I’m not saying I call them all the time now. We are spread too far and all of us too thin. What I’m saying, and what I never expected, is that over the years every complicated memory and twisty thread of emotion coalesced into thick rope of love and pride. I think of my siblings and it is all GOOD.
It hurts because my daughter is an only child.
2 thoughts on “8 Minute Memoir – Day 17 – A Sibling”
i love my brother so much . I only have one full blood and this past year he was diagnosed with Cancer.It brought all the memories back form our childhood as i contemplated losing him for teh first time. I understand that you are sad for your daughter and wish i could say something meaningful and encouraging. She will find her own way, as we all do. Hugs!!
Oh, I’m so sorry about your brother. Sending you love and strength!
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