Sisterly Love?

Sisters, I was the worst!

I never fully appreciated my siblings. And I was a pretty lousy sister. I see my own kids misbehave and I can remember just how much of a terrible sibling I was.

So Sorry I Sucked As A Sister

As an adult and a parent I am ready to make amends from childhood past.

Who knows why I said such mean things to my brother? Or slapped my sister, hard across the face when I was eight.  I remember her tears and I remember my very long time out.

And I was the sibling that took a dig at my brother and sister, and for that I am sorry. I was good at pushing buttons and I did it, often.

So I pushed things too far at times, likely out of boredom. And for that I am so sorry.

And I was terrible at keeping secrets and my word was never my bond. I have since changed that.

I was the biggest tattle tale on the planet. So unfair to my brother and sister.

And I was such a pain. I am shocked either one of you put up with me.

I used to insist my brother let me play with him and his friends.

And he was forced to take me with him everywhere. I am sorry I put him through that now.

I always had to buy the same clothes as my sister and it drove her nuts! Why did I torture her like that? Now I wouldn’t be caught dead being “matchy matchy” with anyone. Ha!!!

I just wish I was calmer and had not make so much trouble for them.

I wanted them both to feel bad and I feel good. Why was I such a mean girl?

I am so grateful that even though I remember these moments with personal disgust, we are all good now.

For my brother and sister, it meant nothing.

So when I see my kids battling it out with each other, instead of telling them to cool it, I just make sure they come to terms after the duel.

I want my kids to value their relationships with each other. And when I am gone, I know they will be able to trust their solid bond with each other and have each others backs.

I am so grateful for my brother and sister. They are my foundations. And they are my rocks. And I am so sorry for putting my childhood bratty self upon them.

Love-Sis (the mean one)