Yesterday I needed a favor. Quick. A really big favor, one involving trust. As has happened so many times in my life, I turned to one of my brothers. Without hesitation, he responded.
My brothers have always been there for me. Always.
From Time Magazine:
Our spouses arrive comparatively late in our lives; our parents eventually leave us. Our siblings may be the only people we'll ever know who truly qualify as partners for life. "Siblings," says family psychologist Katherine Conger of the University of California, Davis, "are with us for the whole journey."
This, too:
Sibling relationships - and 80 percent of Americans have at least one - outlast marriages, survive the death of parents, resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship. They flourish in a thousand incarnations of closeness and distance, warmth, loyalty and distrust.
-Erica E. Goode, "The Secret World of Siblings," U.S. News & World Report, 10 January 1994
Never any distrust here.
I get all teary thinking about how much I love my brothers.
1 comment:
The guy in the colored shirt sure is handsome, is he your brother?
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