siblings

Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.

My Speech for My Sister's Wedding
Good evening everyone, my name is Anita and I’m the bride's baby sister. What I loved the most about growing up with my sister was she always had my back. I remember a time that I was in middle school and I was being bullied by this girl. When I told Becky at that time she was a math tutor at my school, she stopped everything she was doing dragged me up the hill and she waited for the girl; luckily for the girl, she never came. She was always the best kind of entertainment for me, when I was bored. She use to let me sit on her legs and have me use her feet to control which way the rollercoaster will go. Even way back at our grandmother house, she put a show on for me and my cousins called “Stage.” But Becky isn’t just a super hero, a best friend, to me. She’s like that all the time with anyone she come in contact with. My Becky lights up a room, has a million dollar smile, an award winning personality and is the first one to help a friend in need.
By Anita8 years ago in Families
Twin
People everywhere are always interested in subjects that are not, what they call, "normal" or the majority. In this case, I am going to write about something most people find an interest in. I'm talking about twins. Yup, that's right, twins. The reason to create this article is because I am a twin. Though most of what I say may not go for all twins, but I know for a fact that the other sets of twins that I personally know as well as myself and my sister, it's all true.
By Heather Lopes8 years ago in Families
Thanksgiving
Dear Diary, Tomorrow is Thanksgiving or as some call it “Turkey day.” It's the holiday where we give thanks for all we have. The house should be filled with family and friends. The sound of my younger cousin running throughout the rooms chasing my sister’s puppy as the adults yell to be careful. The smell of the turkey in the oven and everything else cooking in the kitchen fills the air. But as I look around me I don’t see that happening this year. I sit in this room and stare at the bleached white walls creeping in on me, making the room get smaller. Beeping sounds coming from the heart monitor snaps me back to reality of where I am. I lay here as my sister whispers, “Thanks for holding my hand and being so strong for me today. I was nervous when they had to put the cord in me. And Crystal, thanks for staying with me all week, I’m sorry you had to miss so much school.”
By Crystal Sotiropoulos8 years ago in Families
The Breakout: How I Finally Conquered the Stigma of the Older-Sibling Shadow
We all know about middle child syndrome: the center of three or more children feeling invisible due to an overabundance of attention directed at both the oldest and the youngest. This is 100 percent real. I have witnessed it. However, what about the younger sibling? As one, I can say firsthand that the attention we receive as babies only lasts so long before relatives, teachers, or family friends begin the comparing.
By Piper Jones8 years ago in Families
Open Letter to My Brother
To my brother... There was a time we used to be close. A time when I meant something to you. Okay, so I was a senior in high school with a job who also avoided being home at all costs, but I did show up at some point during a majority of the nights I lived there. If it was before your "bedtime," we could play music and act like fools for whatever reason our sleep deprived selves could come up with. If I came home closer to midnight, I would chill in your dark room and we would talk about random shit for awhile, nearly silently to protect you from your mom and step dad, or my dad and step mom, I don't even know.
By AM8 years ago in Families
Sisters
My parents got divorced when I was 18 months old so I never met my real father until I was about 30 years old. My step dad raised me and I have always considered him my dad now and til I die. However, I did have 3 sisters out in this world that I had never met until I was 30 also. You see to meet them, I had to meet him... so the search for my biological father began. It didn't take long to track him down either. He basically lived 2 counties over and it wasn't that I was so interested in him as I was in meeting my sisters. My father Calvin had 4 daughters all by different mothers, my mother being his 3rd wife. My sister Beverly is the oldest, then Renee, me, and then there is a 4th named Brandy but we have never met her and not sure if she knows or wants to know who her biological father is and that is how we have left it. Maybe someday she will find out the truth or doesn't care one way or another and that's fine too. But for me I needed to know my siblings and that I did.
By Vanessa Hampton8 years ago in Families
Narcissistic Siblings and the Pain You Feel from Them
Growing up in a dysfunctional household puts you at a risk for not having a very close relationship with siblings. It is shown that many siblings that come from abusive and dysfunctional homes do not have good relationships as adults and continue the abuse they were subjected to as kids through adulthood. Sisters and brothers are often made to compete for love and attention in a dysfunctional house as well as many are turned against each other by the narcissistic or abusive parent. Some of these children actually take on the role of the abuser in their adult life. These siblings are not in any way what a bond between siblings should be. They do not want the best for you and will do such horrendous things to damage you, they can and will try to destroy every asset of your life.
By Ash astrid8 years ago in Families
Family of Blankets
I was on Facebook a year ago and I came across this post from a lady that was starting a GoFundMe page and the post was saying that this family had lost their home from a fire. Well I clicked on the lady's profile and she had a video of her going through her home explaining each room. I wasn't into the video but for 10 seconds and I was in tears. What tugged at my heart was this family picture at the end of the hall. It was kind of scary. It was like the fire didn't touch that part of the house. The family was starting completely over from the ground up. I heard that they were living in a motel, and then they stayed with friends.
By Crystal Greer8 years ago in Families
Starting Over
"Wow! You started all over, didn't you?!" That's something I hear often when people ask me how old my kids are. My daughters are 15, 13, two-and-a-half, and one. I really did space them out, didn't I? I was a very young mom when I had my first two babies. It was tough but I wouldn't trade them for anything. Things didn't work out with their father and years later I found myself with the man of my dreams, the man I deserved.
By Linnea Ruzzo9 years ago in Families
A Caged Dove's Song
Everyone has dreams, no matter how big and outrageous they may be. Yet some people have dreams that are simple and not as far fetched as some. That’s me and my sister Faith. I want to be the greatest African American female dancer in the states. And my sister; she just wants to publish one of her stories. Faith has always been the one to reach for something that wasn’t as far away from her reach. But I, I wanted things I know I couldn’t have. I had dreams that not even the greatest people dreamt of. I wanted to conquer all. But Faith wasn’t as ambitious as me, despite us being identical twins.
By Imani Patterson9 years ago in Families
Favorite Memory
When I was four years old, about the time any other kid would be bragging about being four and a half, I was told by my parents that my mother was pregnant, I knew what this was because my cat had already had two litters and my parents were always honest with me. I was, unlike many of my friends who had siblings, excited.
By Sunshine Hoffman-Reed9 years ago in Families
On Being an Elder
I had a moment with my almost three year old grandson yesterday. I was taking him to the car for our ‘Granny day out’ and he hauled off and hit me across the face, hard. I was shocked and surprised as I have only ever experienced the sweetest of hugs from my little guy.
By Krow Fischer9 years ago in Families