This post inspired by Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge. The topic this week: Tender Moments
Being a big sister is not always easy.
I know that from experience, as I was a big sister 4 times. By the time my youngest sibling was born, I was in high school and became more of a surrogate parent than a sister.
My daughter was almost 6 when her brother was born.
Five and three quarters! she would be quick to remind us.
The transition to sharing parental attention was a challenge I understood and tried to make as smooth as possible for her.
Without shortchanging her little brother.
Well, my husband and I got lucky. And with some guidance on our part…their relationship blossomed from the start. Her love for her brother was palpable. As was his for her. Not without some healthy competition of course. And normal periodic friction. Racing to the front door to be first. To the car for the front seat (Shotgun!). And down the stairs to see what Santa brought.
But there were also the quieter moments. Looking at picture books.
Playing games. Giggling at secret jokes.
And sitting under the backyard trees exploring what was hidden in the grass.
Their childhood together lasted until he was 12 and she was 18 and left home for college. Nineteen years ago.
But their connection remains solid to this very day.
And for that, I am eternally grateful.