I have tears in my eyes from reading this. I have two sons who are adults. They are closer than I ever dreamed they would be.
I had them share a room as kids for a while because I hoped they would whisper together in the dark and giggle. I’m so glad they have each other for life.
Hey Glenna! We used to have sleepovers as kids (me, my sister, and my brother), and we'd keep my parents up with how much we laughed together sometimes. Those were the good days. Thanks for reading, I'm happy you liked it. :)
This is great, I have just turned 31, I have a 28 year old brother who is also my best friend. You summed it up brilliantly, it’s the inner circle of the inner circle, a bond so strong that you are able to be unapologetically yourself. You can have a tear up now and again but the next day you’re back to it. Awesome post
What a blessing to have a sibling who is your best friend!
It makes me realize just how blessed I was (and am) to have two brothers who I absolutely adore being around and who I can go to with laughter and tears...life can be a battle, and they are true battle buddies!
It sounds like you and your brother are battle buddies too 😉
I never had this relationship with my brother. Not bad, just not close. I didn't find out until years later that our parents led him to believe that he wasn't as good as his big brother. With the best of intentions, they would praise him for a B on his report card among a sea of C's, while upbraiding me for a B among a bunch of A's. He followed in my footsteps into areas I had no business pursuing, either due to a misplaced case of hero worship or, more likely, a competitive urge--athletics and then music--and then exceeded my performance in each (he once struck out 20 batters in a 7-inning game; if I struck out 20 in a season, it was a good year...)
My own youngest child struggled to join the "club" of his two elders; thank goodness all three are now, as adults, best friends and equally respected...
This is interesting Chuck. It seems like the parents are very important in the role of fostering relationships between their kids. I never really thought of that too much before. I wonder if my Dad might want to explore this in the next letter, or in a future one.
I have tears in my eyes from reading this. I have two sons who are adults. They are closer than I ever dreamed they would be.
I had them share a room as kids for a while because I hoped they would whisper together in the dark and giggle. I’m so glad they have each other for life.
I’m going to send this to them.
Hey Glenna! We used to have sleepovers as kids (me, my sister, and my brother), and we'd keep my parents up with how much we laughed together sometimes. Those were the good days. Thanks for reading, I'm happy you liked it. :)
You’re very welcome. The boys liked it, too.
This is great, I have just turned 31, I have a 28 year old brother who is also my best friend. You summed it up brilliantly, it’s the inner circle of the inner circle, a bond so strong that you are able to be unapologetically yourself. You can have a tear up now and again but the next day you’re back to it. Awesome post
Now the real question is, how many royal rumble matches did you have as kids? Me and my brother fought a good bit, unfortunately. 😆
What a blessing to have a sibling who is your best friend!
It makes me realize just how blessed I was (and am) to have two brothers who I absolutely adore being around and who I can go to with laughter and tears...life can be a battle, and they are true battle buddies!
It sounds like you and your brother are battle buddies too 😉
My sister and I, while almost 9 years apart, have a beautiful best friends relationship. I love her dearly and couldn't imagine a life without her.
I never had this relationship with my brother. Not bad, just not close. I didn't find out until years later that our parents led him to believe that he wasn't as good as his big brother. With the best of intentions, they would praise him for a B on his report card among a sea of C's, while upbraiding me for a B among a bunch of A's. He followed in my footsteps into areas I had no business pursuing, either due to a misplaced case of hero worship or, more likely, a competitive urge--athletics and then music--and then exceeded my performance in each (he once struck out 20 batters in a 7-inning game; if I struck out 20 in a season, it was a good year...)
My own youngest child struggled to join the "club" of his two elders; thank goodness all three are now, as adults, best friends and equally respected...
This is interesting Chuck. It seems like the parents are very important in the role of fostering relationships between their kids. I never really thought of that too much before. I wonder if my Dad might want to explore this in the next letter, or in a future one.
Yeah having an elder one, is a amazing thing. My elder one was my motivator, an amazing friend and a worst enemy.
I am calling my sister RIGHT NOW
My best friend is my sister and I'm so lucky too! 💖💖
😭😭😭😭 amo esta carta, mi amor 🩷🩷 yo también amo a mis hermanos 🩷🩷 tu relación con Rob es muy bonita 🩷