“To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time” – Clara Ortega
I can honestly say that growing up as the middle child, and only girl 100% had its benefits, along with some downfalls!
For one thing i never had to share my clothes or make-up, but I did get tied to washing poles and buried alive.
As we have grown older and moved out of the family home our relationships have changed, no longer are me and my younger brother the twins we once were, and me and my older brother no longer seem to hate each others guts as much!
Despite us all being older and busy building our own careers and lives, i still very much believe that my brothers will always be on my side, on my page and able to pick up wherever we left off. Don’t get me wrong i still look at my baby brother as a 4 year old running around in his superman pants demanding he doesn’t get the pink cup at dinner and my big brother will always be this over protective quiet force that better not be tested. But on day to day life we are cubs of the same pack and will always have each others backs.
Is this just my family, or has anyone else found that their relationships change with their siblings as they have grown older?