There is something so special about having the same sex sibling.
I was the oldest of three children. I have a brother who is two years younger and a sister that is five years younger than me.
Growing up I never wanted to hang out with my sister because she was so much younger than I was. I have visions of her sitting at the top of the stairs peering down with sad little eyes. All she wanted to do was hang out with me and I always told her, “No leave me alone!”
Now looking back I cringe when I think about that. Of course it is not one of my finer moments, but I was young and didn’t understand the value of sisterhood.
Thankfully we have a really close relationship now and we are best friends. At times, I feel like I’m the one at the top of the stairs looking down on her.
When I look at my two boys, who are only two and half years apart, I really hope that they have a close relationship like my sister and I.
Growing up I knew two brothers that were inseparable. Now years later, they live miles apart and rarely speak to one another. As the one brother would say, “We just grew apart years ago.”
On the other hand, I know another set of brothers that even in their thirties and after having families of their own, they still do everything together. When you are around them, you can really sense the love they have for one another.
I always watch them and think that’s how I hope my boys will be when they are grown up.
My boys are young and have that love/hate relationship right now. They fight over every single toy and bicker back and forth all day long.
However, they hate being separated.
They often sneak kisses when the other one isn’t looking and love sharing snacks while enjoying a good game of sports.
They already have a special bond.
And I pray that this lasts a lifetime.