16 Times I Think I Would Be A Different Girl If I Had A Brother

16 Times I Think I Would Be A Different Girl If I Had A Brother

Being an only child is cool, but sometimes I wish I had a brother.

Don't get me wrong, I love being an only child. I got so much one-on-one time with my both my parents. I had my own name at school. I was able to grow into my own person, and I didn't have to share the spotlight.

But I always wanted a brother. I wanted a brother because I always got along better with the boys at school. They didn't pick on me or make fun of my clothes. They just wanted to play. I always thought I was meant to be a someone's sister. Here is every time I like think it would be better if I had a brother:

1. When I was being bullied in grade school.

I always thought if I had a brother, older or younger, he wouldn't let the bullying happen to me.

2. When I was lonely on a Saturday afternoon.

Almost every Saturday between the ages of 6 and 10.

3. When I had my first heartbreak.

In high school, boys are mean. I went along with their games without reading the rules. I know a brother wouldn't let me be so dumb.

4. When I was the only child on a family vacation.

Road trips before headphones and portable DVD players, I learned "how to annoy everyone else in the car." Having a brother would've been a totally different experience.

5. When I discovered my love of hockey.

In hopes that my brother would like hockey like I do.

6. When I needed help to cover up how hungover I really was.

"No mom, it's just a headache." Brothers know better. They won't always make it better (banging pans, opening shades, playing loud music), but they could cover it up.

7. When I could use a little friendly competition.

Growing up, I had no one to compare grades, achievements, or goals to. Which is okay, but it gets boring after 16 years of schooling!

8. When I was the oldest and only for grade school events.

1 is the loneliest number that you'll ever know.

9. When I forgot how to talk to boys after puberty.

I was always shy growing up. Then once boys hit their growth spurts, voices started changing and I suddenly didn't know who they were. I didn't know how to talk to them until after I got my drivers' license and finally had something cool to talk about.

10. When I needed someone else to blame for the spilled milk.

I got blamed for everythinggggggggg. Of course I was the only one to blame.

11. When I saw my other friends have a strong friendship with their brothers.

Most of my friends I grew up with had older brothers. I always admired them and wished I was as lucky as my friends to have an older brother to annoy me and protect me. They don't know how blessed they really are.

12. When I needed someone to split the chores list with.

Wax on, Wax off, Wax on, Wax off.

13. When I was little and couldn't open a pickle jar by myself.

Pickles are a staple in my diet. If you are what you eat, I would be a giant pickle. But the jar can be hard to open, especially for little girls. Jars of pickles are heavier than they appear let me tell ya!

14. When I lost a parent.

Losing a parent was one of the hardest things in me life. I lost someone I was so close with, someone who held half my heart. I still live with that pain every day, and I always think it would be comforting to have a brother who understands.

15. When I needed someone to scare the boy that was going to break my heart.

I have been taken advantage of by boys. I have been searching for gentlemen, but I have trouble finding the right one. I know brothers are very protective and they can smell the trouble a mile away. I wish I had someone looking out for me.

16. When I lost my confidence in myself.

For the longest time, I forgot who I was. I put myself in the dark and I didn't feel like I could be myself. I just needed a reminder. I know if I had grown up with someone and share so many memories and lessons together we'd be able to keep confidence in each other.

Cover Image Credit: Bess Hamiti

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To The Sister About To Move Away, Girl, You've Got This

You may not physically be here right now, but you're always with our family.


You were there on the day I was born, somehow sleeping soundly as our mom gave birth to me. I'll never forget the photograph of her presenting me to the world and you sitting beside her, holding up your newly-purchased beanie baby with pride as if being handed this toy was equal to the miracle of birth.

It was a crab, by the way, which somehow makes it funnier.

Growing up, you loved to trick me. You'd make me do chores for you and steal my favorite Barbies, but I think that's just part of being an older sister. I'd stick my tongue out at you and cry out the same phrase, "Mooooom, Sissy is being mean to me!" In fact, I yelled this phrase so often that it began to take on a musical quality.

You were mean at times, but you always had my back. You physically beat up other children that had wronged me, and you let me crawl into your bed so we could watch TV together and exchange stories. We'd often immerse ourselves in fantasy worlds where we were princesses and we rode unicorns side-by-side.

But we grew up, and our fantasy world evaporated like the muddy puddles we'd play in after stormy nights. One second it was there, and then, it was just gone. I remember having a conversation a few years back where we wondered if we had known the last time we played Barbies would, in fact, be our last.

When I was a seventh grader, you were a junior in high school. Our problems were very different back then, but that didn't stop us from talking endlessly about them. We were so similar. We bonded over cheerleading, cute boys, books and music. But even more than that, we bonded over our similar life views and questions about the universe. We both possessed an innate love for life yet we were both distrustful of society's guidelines.

Watching you enter new life phases enthralled me. I thought, Wow, that will be me someday. I danced around the house in each of your four prom dresses, my imagination taking me to a place much grander than a high school gymnasium. Through your stories, I romanticized the future and hoped that I would be as cool as you.

It was a little tough at times, though, always longing for a different part of life. When I entered junior high, all I wanted was to be in high school. When I entered high school, I decided college was much cooler because that's what you said. And you were certainly right about that one.

You were the only one I felt comfortable sharing my writing with, the only one I knew could read the meaning behind my sideways glances. We just got each other in every way.

And we still do. To this day, you are one of the people I love and trust most. I don't know what I am going to do without you by my side, as you've been right there for 20 years. But I'm so proud of you. Of the many things we would lay around and talk about throughout the years, one topic persisted: moving away. Moving used to be a pipe dream, something beautiful that lived in your mind but would never come to pass.

And then you took a chance. And now that dream is a reality.

I want you to know how much I admire you. You are so incredible and resilient. I've never met anyone so strong-minded and willing to fight for what she believes in. You would never compromise yourself or your values for another person, but you are generous with others and so kind-hearted.

You are curious about the world and have a desire to learn about life and the richness it has to offer. That is a special quality that cannot be learned. You are beautiful in every way and are truly a blessing to have as a sister.

And it is from these very qualities and so many others that I know you will do great on your own. Sure, it's super tough at first; nobody said it would be easy. But if anyone can do it, then that person is certainly you.

I will always cherish our moments together, and you can always count on me to be there on the sidelines cheering you on, no matter where your adventure takes you.

Much love,

Your Little Sis

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