siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
Freckled Fighter
I've always looked up to my sister Katie. With her pretty pale skin and coppery hair I considered her to be the prettiest of my sisters. While she was never very lady-like that only ever brought us closer. She was the sort of girl that always stepped up for the little guy. Heaven help you if she caught you bullying or teasing someone else.
By Maeve Lianain6 years ago in Families
Bound By Love, Sisters
My life wasn't always easy. I was the youngest of six living children. My mother had a total of nine, but my two older sisters before me and a younger sister after me decided that life in Heaven was far better than living here on earth. Each of them only lived a couple of days before transcending back to eternal bliss.
By DrTeeKayCee6 years ago in Families
Letter for my Sissy
Dear Christeena, It’s your little sister writing to you. I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me. I know that growing up we didn’t have very much. Often struggling financially because mom was on Social Security, dad was working for peanuts as a construction worker despite all of his experience just to keep close by, but we had enough. At the very least we had each other. Just you, our older brother John, younger brother Jacob, and me your little sister Angela. We grew up a little estranged since you were about nine years older than me; moving onto high school and boys and womanhood, but I always looked up to you as a role model in my life. Mom was the primary influence in my upbringing, but you played a huge part in how I developed into a real person.
By Rain Dayze6 years ago in Families
My Sister, My Friend
Dear Jill, I know you cannot read or understand this letter but I want to write this to you anyhow to express what a strong, wonderful big sister you are and always will be to me. I know that your illness has robbed you of so many things...your memory, your independence and the life you once lived. Since our mother had this horrible disease, Frontotemporal Dementia, which is highly genetic, there was a good chance it would be passed on to one or maybe even more of her children. I guess we all have the chance of being stricken by this disease and I want you to know how sorry I am that you have it now. You are such a young woman at only 57 years of age but you built yourself such a wonderful life. You are a wife, mother, sister, and friend. And you were a great teacher for over 30 years. Anyone who battles such a debilitating disease has to be a strong person.
By Margie Anderson 6 years ago in Families
Little Sister, you have saved my life
Dearest LJ, You are eighteen, about to head off to college in one of the most prolific times in our country's history, and yet I hold no fear in my heart for your future. Your generation has been put through the ringer of insanity. From the gun violence epidemics in your schools, to the recessions and torn apart economics, to the sheer hopelessness of the Climate Change dystopian future, you have carried yourself with a sense of dignity and unrivaled compassion.
By yanina maysonet6 years ago in Families
The Creek
Creeks are strange creatures! They are usually nothing but stinking, mud-filled gullies, more likely to produce mosquitoes and water moccasins than bass or brim or crappie. It’s likely in your average, shallow creek that a person wouldn’t even be able to work up a decent dog-paddle. But for some reason, young boys are drawn to creeks like flies to a moldy peach.
By Dan Brawner6 years ago in Families
Hibernation
“Hibernation? You call this ‘hiberation’?” My sister was visiting from the frozen north. She used the term as if it should be in all caps. Or maybe even a country of its own. She had come down here to central Texas for a bit of relief. Lucky for both of us that she didn’t come down last month. Her eye-rolling was about the limit of what I could deal with whenever the topic of Texas and cold came up.
By William Altmann6 years ago in Families
Life ...as a Twin
Being born with your doppelganger is a great thing and a little... not so good. I’ve never bought a lottery ticket, and I once spent an entire week in Las Vegas without so much as pulling the lever of a slot machine. But maybe I should have given it a go, because I’ve been lucky since birth—make that since before birth. That’s because before I was anything, I was a twin. Sometimes I marvel at the numbers involved: Only 0.3 percent of pregnancies result in identical twins. I often think about how being a twin is one of the few amazing things you can literally just be born with. Some people are born with a natural talent for music, or a genius-level affinity for math, or supernatural good looks. I’d argue that being born with your best friend is even better—but then again, I’m biased.
By R. L. LASTER6 years ago in Families
