I Actually Like My Little Brother, And You Should, Too

I Actually Like My Little Brother, And You Should, Too

Take off the blindfold and see your little brother as a person, not a little bother.

Little brothers are seriously underrated. People tend to stereotype little brothers as pests. Don't get me wrong, I know there are some little brothers out there who act like the scum of the earth. However, that's not the case for many little brothers, including mine.

Cameron, my little brother, is seven years younger than me. That's a pretty decent sized age gap. I'm currently 17-years-old, which makes Cameron a whopping 10-years-old. Kids that age are usually irritating and just downright evil. Cameron is a different story. Of course, he has his moments, as do all kids, but the good definitely outweighs the bad.

Cameron loves basketball, animals, Marvel, and Nerf guns, among a lot of other interesting things. He's such a smart as well as ambitious kid - he wants to learn as much as he possibly can. He gets upset and insecure when he can't seem to understand something and succumbs to what I like to call his "turtle shell," where he places a mental wall between himself and everyone else. I relate to Cameron in several aspects, but especially in the aspect of insecurity.

Many times, siblings will have things in common or common interests but choose to ignore them instead of embracing them. The siblings who constantly fight might find a resolution if they choose to view their brother/sister as an actual person with likes and dislikes, not as a bother. If they choose to see their brother/sister as a person, who knows?

They might begin to actually like them. I choose to see Cameron as a person, and I think he's awesome. I like his sense of humor and how he strives to be the best he can possibly be in everything he does. I like my little brother, and I'm not ashamed of that.

Love is such an important factor in a sibling relationship. I believe the reason Cameron and I get along so well (for the most part) is that we simply love one another.

Love is an action - it's a choice.

I choose to love Cameron no matter how much I want to rip his head off and feed it to some hungry sharks. Don't tell me you love your little brother when you do so many terrible things to him with no consideration for his feelings; there's a difference between joking around and legitimately being mean.

Cameron is my only sibling, and I've learned not to take him for granted. He's the only brother I'll ever have, and I don't want to jeopardize my relationship with him simply because of fighting rather than getting along.

As an older sister, I encourage anyone with a little brother to evaluate your relationship with him and ask yourself, "Do I really like my little brother?" We need to stop seeing little brothers as little bothers and start seeing them as the treasures they are.

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A Thank You Letter To My Sister

We may not have gotten along growing up, but we love each other.


By looking at us, no one would ever guess we are sisters. Your caramel colored hair and deep brown eyes find themselves on an athletic girl standing at 5'2 ( and a quarter!). Who would ever guess you were related to the pale, ginger, 5'7 girl in the grade above you?

The close proximity in our ages meant we knew a lot of the same people and had a couple of teachers in common. Some siblings love this and take it as a chance for a built-in-friend, but many don't. Especially when they are as different as us. You excelled on the softball team and showed a penchant for business and marketing. I was a musical theatre kid, creative writing nerd and we were in totally different circles.

As the younger sibling, I wonder if there was any pressure to be different solely based on the fact I was older to avoid comparison. I'm going to pretend that spurred you into being the bold, beautiful and unapologetic you that you are today so I can take partial credit for how amazing your personality is.

In highschool, we fought excessively. A lot of the skirmishes were probably my misguided efforts to build a relationship with you, even if I just ended up annoying you. But, even then, I knew our family would be wildly different without you. Sure, I probably wasn't too pressed if you missed a family car ride because it meant more legroom. But the car felt so empty without the music of laughter after you inevitably made the whole car crack up. From your goofy catchphrases to impromptu songs, you bring so much joy to our family.

You are coming into your own and I am so grateful for a front row seat, especially since we get along now that teenage angst is over with. Love is so much more than high school circles or stereotypes. I am so lucky to have you as a little sister. I learn from your spunk every day and miss your classic "Lexi, Lexi Lexi..." instead of saying hi. You have also taught me to look for the ways in which different personalities complement each other instead of focusing on what seperates them. You have an amazing internship lined up, wonderful and supportive friends, and are in a great academic program. I am so excited to see where you go- just don't forget to always come home.


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