Today is National Siblings Day. A day set aside to celebrate a relationship that is unlike any other. It’s not a relationship you chose, nor is it one you can leave. Nope. Your parents chose to give you siblings, and whether you like them or not, it is a bond that can never be broken.
I consider myself very lucky to have my brother and sister. I haven’t always felt that way. There were those tough years growing up that I hated how my older brother always made me be the nurse when he and his friends played war in the woods behind my house. Or how my annoying little sister was always trying to hang out with me and my friends when I had sleepovers. I remember taping a line down the middle of the room my sister and I shared – and the only reason I took it up was because her side had the door.
But as I have gotten older, I have grown to truly appreciate that I have built-in best friends. People who know where I came from and can relate to my experiences better than anyone else – because they lived it, too. Someone I can call when I’m just having one of those days. Someone that calls me when they need advice that only a sister can give. Often times talking to them is like looking into a mirror – probably because we all look so much alike, but also because they are the reflection of my life that I sometimes have trouble seeing.
As grateful as I am for them, I write this with tears in my eyes because I know that my son will never have that. It was a decision Adam and I made when we were discussing our family plans. It wasn’t something I took lightly, but deep down I knew it was what would be right for us, our family, and our lifestyle. However, I was super sad knowing that my child would never get to experience that relationship. That sibling bond.
However, part of what factored into my side of the decision was the fact that both of my siblings were also growing their families at the same time. We each had babies 3 months apart – May, August, and November of 2013. Knowing that my son would grow up with his cousins, these 2 and the 3 older ones, eased my mind that he would still have the closeness of family even without a brother or sister of his own.
I knew this would be true because I also have the greatest cousins in the world. My cousins and I were thick as thieves growing up, spending weeks at a time together at Grammy’s house. So in addition to my brother and sister, I also have 6 other people who have my genes and know everything about my childhood, my family, my life. An extra set of people who love me like their own.
Having that experience with my cousins, and knowing that my brother and sister grew up in the same crew, warms my heart and reassures me that my kiddo will not be growing up alone. He has 5 other people that will be there every step of the way. My siblings and I will make sure of it. He also now has a new baby cousin from Adam’s side and I can’t wait to watch that relationship blossom.
I guess what I’m getting it is that I love my siblings. I love my cousins. And I love that my son has cublings – cousins who are like siblings. It is hands-down the best thing my brother and sister have ever done for me…and they didn’t even know they were doing it.
Thank you my Nacie and Sissy. I love you both beyond words. Happy Siblings Day.