In keeping with Mother’s and Father’s Day, the so-called “Sibling Day” is celebrated on April 10th. A day that has been honoring the relationship between siblings since 1997.
A beautiful holiday that I hadn't really heard of until now - even though I have four siblings. Two brothers and two sisters to be exact. All younger, all different sizes, all different.
A terribly nice family
Since all five of us still have a very close relationship, we celebrate this without a special holiday. Siblings are something special. You grow up with them, share your entire childhood, countless experiences and many secrets with them. There are bound to be the odd argument, especially when you have to share everything. But you also grow from it and learn for life. You probably know that too if you have siblings, right?
live and let live
Not all siblings in every family have a good relationship with each other. Brothers and sisters are often too different and not always compatible with each other. The differences start with their appearance. When we humans are created, nature places its genes in different areas. Size, type and appearance often differ from each other. In addition, there are different characters and characteristics.
My sisters, for example, are rather small, with and without curls, light and dark hair, while my brothers are the same height as me. They are both blonde and blue-eyed like me, but still have different personalities. While I could definitely swap jeans with my brothers, my sisters have to resort to the shorter versions.
My synonym as "big sister" has always remained. I was always big and will always be big for everyone. You could hide behind a big sister if you were in trouble with mom and dad. But as a big sister you also had what felt like the "painful" task of constantly looking after your little siblings. Having your little brother in tow wasn't always what you wanted. But today I can proudly say that he learned to ride a bike and swim through me.
Bring it on
I did have arguments with my brothers from time to time - especially when it came to clothing. They had been blessed with long legs just like me. So it was not uncommon that I had to look for my jeans and finally found them fitting well. At that time, jeans were quite neutral, suitable for boys and girls.
Simple hoodies or T-shirts from me also suited them well. Not in pink, of course, but blue and white always worked.
True size
The problem of clothes that were too short or too long was always present in our family - while my parents were more of the typical German average size.
It's amazing how my brothers and I ended up with children as tall as us. Our ancestors certainly played a big role in this, as they exceeded the average height and probably passed it on to us.
Anyway, my four siblings are all great to me, no matter how little they are.
Ultimately, true greatness lies within each person themselves.
All the best, Pamela
