November 2, 2006
One of the things that I love about being a mother is watching the relationships that develop between my children. Being an only child, the sibling bond is a mysterious thing to me. One minute they are laughing and joking, and the next they are fighting. I watch them negotiate through their disagreements. And I watch as they grow to be people who genuinely like each other.
Love is comforting your sibling when they are upset.
Love is forgiving them when they break your favorite toy.
Love is sharing a bedroom and whispering secrets in the dark.
Love is going to time out with your brother so that he won’t be sad.
Love is the shared history that only a sibling knows and can understand fully.
This photo was taken almost two years ago, when Miles was a newborn. And everyday they love each other more. Sometimes the love is hidden underneath the bickering and fighting, but even in those moments I can still the glint of it in their eyes.
(As always, to participate in Love Thursday, visit Karen.)
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