National Siblings Day: Fond Memories and Great Life Lessons
Hey Readers! Today is National Siblings Day, and it got me thinking about my two older siblings and everything we have been through through my lifetime. There are so many memories and lessons that both of my siblings taught me (whether they were aware of it or not), and they make me feel happy that they are in my life. They helped to make this little lady into the woman I am today. Even then, I was tipping my hat to people!
Here is a pic of the three of us many moons ago! Yes, Mr. T was a big influence on me, Readers! 😛
My older brother, for the most part, was the main male influence in my life when I was little. He was the oldest and was also the only boy. I felt, at times, that he was a bit lonely, especially since there was a bit of a gap between him and rest of us (he is four years older than my sister and 5 1/2 years older than me). He did what many older siblings did, you know, hog the television when our mom wasn’t watching it, tell us tall tales about why things were the way they were, and use us as guinea pigs for his various “experiments.”
One of my favourite memories has to be when I was about five years-old, and my brother thought he was a gourmet baker. He decided that he would make a cake from cake mix and thought he knew what he was doing. After putting in WAY too many eggs into the mix, resulting in a very gloppy and bubbly mess after he took it out of the oven. Realizing that he shouldn’t be the first to taste his masterpiece, he turned to us to see if the cake tasted okay. let’s just say we let him know just how great his creative cake was with a mess all our own all over our tiny kitchen! Even though my brother did all of these things to my sister and I, there were other things my brother did that helped me learn some great lessons throughout my time at home.
Out of all of us, he was the quiet one, so I learned how to stop blabbing all the time and to try listening once in a while to what others are saying. He also taught us how to play video games and introduced me to the wonderful world of comic books that I still enjoy today. His closet became my closet, too. There were times that he allowed me to borrow his clothes during my tom boyish phase throughout high school. The fact that the jeans I borrowed from him were baggy on him didn’t stop me from sporting the latest fashion trends (they were a waist men’s size 44, and I was lucky enough to be a women’s size 24…yeah, it was fun to keep these babies up!). My brother is a very interesting cat who, for being the quiet one, never gave our home a dull moment and let us know he cares about us in his subtle ways.
This is an even older pic of my big brother. He had to be about four or five years-old here. Like me, he’s camera shy.
My older sister and I have had an interesting relationship. When we were younger, we had our love-hate moments, but, if push came to shove (you know, fights over clothes and make up), we always could depend on each other. My sister is also a very funny character and there were times that I had to explain certain things to her. There were song lyrics I had to correct for her (ex – “Soap On A Rope” was really “End Of The Road”,) and the many times we played practical jokes on other family members, both at home and on road trips. It took a while for me to realize just how much my big sis really cared about me, and now we are the best of friends.
My sister has and continues to teach me so many life lessons. She plays Devil’s advocate to see things from another point of view. She calms me down and makes me sit on my hands when I get too upset about a situation. She taught me to do things for myself when she knew I could do it on my own. I learned so many fashion tips and tricks from her over the years as a result of plundering her closet time and time again. She taught me to expand my appreciation of music by having to listen to some of her “questionable” choices (some of them have been used in my Mundane Monday Morning Music picks). I continue to learn how to face the unknown without fear as she experienced different situations in her life. Finally, she continues to teach me that life is a crazy adventure, and to have fun along the way, especially when you get lost (as we have on MANY occasions)! She sets such an example for me to try and live up to. I don’t know what I would do without this crazy and clever cat!
I don’t have any pics of her when she was a child. This one I found in an old wallet of mine from high school. She loves the camera, and it loves her, too!
So there you have it! We have had our ups and downs, but we are siblings and we love each other a bunch. I am raising my “bosses” to love each other and to look out for one another every day. I hope that they have such fond memories of each other as they become adults and giggle at their cute, fun and goofy pics of when they were young like I have today.
Are you the oldest, the middle or the youngest child? What was the best memory or lesson you were taught by your siblings?
Until my next post, Readers!