I am the oldest of three children. I am also the only girl. I remember growing up and thinking that I wish I had a sister because I wanted someone to share clothes with. Now that I am older, I am glad that I don't have a sister. I am glad that I have two brothers because girls are complicated.
My brothers taught me how pointless drama is. We would fight, and then get over it, and that was that. My friends who have sisters would always tell me about the fights they would have and how they would drag on and on and they were usually over who stole who's clothes. Boys just don't care about drama and they would say what they needed to say and then be done with it. Growing up with them taught me to be the same (sometimes).
My brothers taught me that there is someone who will always be there for you. Friends in my life have come and gone, but my brothers will always be there. No matter what names we called each other or how many mean (but mostly funny) tricks we played on each other, they were always there for me. When all else failed, I knew I had two people who I could always go to.
My brothers taught me what it is like to be on a team. The three of us stuck together and we didn't let anyone mess with any of us. Of course, there was the occasional division of the three of us because someone would do something to annoy the other two, but we always came back together. Team siblings often took on team parents, especially when we really wanted something...like cable (yes my parents deprived us of cable for a period in our lives).
My brothers taught me what forgiveness is. We fought, we made up, and we still loved each other. They taught me how to put things in the past and move forward, without holding a grudge. To be honest, I am still working on this grudge thing, because sometimes its just hard to get over things! Nevertheless, they taught me HOW to forgive people and how to move forward, and that is most important.
My brothers taught me how to laugh. They taught me the importance of laughing with someone and not at someone. Often times, we reminisce on "the good ole days" of when we were all in the same house. We think about the funny things that have happened; like building a half-ass bow and arrow and trying to shoot a flaming arrow over the pool, or stealing the car and getting caught every time because you couldn't park it like mom did. We think of those times and laugh together, not at each other.
My brothers taught me how to have guy friends. They taught me how to play COD and also how to not care about petty things. We all know that one person who says that they get along better with guys than with girls, and that's me. My brothers taught me that guy friends are great because they listen to your problems (sometimes) and then help you see that its probably not as big of a deal as you think it is.
My brothers taught me that I am lucky to have them and not a sister. I don't have to share my clothes with them, and I don't have to make one of them the Maid of Honor in my wedding. I always got my own room, because I am a girl and am selfish. I have two guys in my life, who will always be there, and who will always tell me the truth, even if its a little too honest sometimes.
I love you guys
