I was between two boys. My older brother was four years older and the other was two years younger. The older acted like I was not there and the younger, I tried to bully. It is funny remembering my relationships with them. When we grew up, we lived many miles apart and were not able to become acquainted with each other as adults. The memories that are most clear are those of our youth and the challenges we faced growing up.
Both of my brothers died before they reached the age of 50. When my mother needed care, I was the only one left to care for her. I remember how difficult it was to make decisions for her on my own. It would have been so much easier if I had one or both of them to help.
If you are fortunate enough to have siblings, don't allow anything to come between you. Cherish each other and make the most of every opportunity to share your lives. If you have a parent who will need your care, then strive to be on the same page and cooperate in the journey.
We need each other! Even when someone is irritating us and we are caught in the grip of that brother...we need each other!
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