I've been teased to tears, tickled until I nearly peed, and heaven help anyone who took me on a date in high school if the boys knew about it. Which they usually did.
I spend a good chunk of time wondering what it would be like to have sisters instead of brothers.
The teasing hasn't stopped but I wouldn't trade the boys for the best sisters in the world. No matter how alone I feel as I stand to fight {well, pretty much anything} I know that they are right behind me ready to do whatever needs to be done from late night conversations while working graveyard shift to making it so I always feel welcome including everything in between and beyond.
I love my boys. {not the best picture of any of us but I don't care}
Oh, and Happy Birthday Mom!
Heather, I grew up with 2 brothers. I had a sister but she died with leukemia when she was only 6 and I was 2 so I really never got to experience a sister either. As all you say with your brothers, I had with mine. Add to that, My older brother insured I never had to actively turn down a date in my life. All I had to do was tell him and his motorcycle buddies took care of why this guy could not date me. Both of my brothers have passed away, I am now an only child. I know that when times are tough I can truly say I miss my brothers will my whole heart. Thank you for sharing your love of yours with us.
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