All growing up, my dad would say how I was a “rose among many thorns”. I have six siblings, and all of them are brothers. When I was younger I didn’t always enjoy having all brothers and no sisters haha. In fact, I vividly remember when my parents came home from the ultrasound where they found out the gender of the youngest. They walked in the door and told my siblings and I that it was another boy… I started bawling right away because I was so sad I wasn’t getting a sister once again. After that, things weren’t always peachy keen or easy with so many boys in the house.
Some of my most favorite memories are with my family and my brothers. I love taking my younger brothers to go get ice cream or some other kind of treat. They know they always get to pick the music in the car and we jam out the whole time. I cherish that time and miss doing that when I’m not home and can’t take them on adventures as often. We’ve also made some great memories at sports games and even like a lot of the same teams. Something about watching or being at sporting events with my family makes it better.
Over the years, I’ve had more than my fair share of teasing from my brothers, fights with my brothers, and plenty of arm wrestles and wrestle mania nights. Now, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love having all brothers (most of the time). My brothers are some of my best friends now and I am so grateful for them and all they do for me. They protect me, are always there for me to talk to, help keep me sane, share in my love of sports, and can make me laugh in any situation. Each one is different and special to me. The oldest is there for me whenever I need it and offers some great advice. The second oldest is so close to me and has helped me in more ways than he knows. The next one has a unique sense of humor and keeps us laughing. Some of our best times are spent in the truck singing along loudly to country music and laughing very hard. The third from youngest is mature and capable of doing so much. He’s one of my faves to play basketball with. The second youngest says whatever is on his mind, even in the most serious situations which makes things funny. He’s also one of the funniest kids I’ve ever met and is never quiet. Finally, the youngest is so sweet and one of my best friends even though he’s 9 years younger than me.
No doubt that having all brothers can be crazy, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I love all my brothers and am almost glad I don’t have any sisters now…
All in all, I’ve been incredibly grateful for my family and my brothers the last year or so as they’ve been there for me more than ever and I’ve relied on them. Family over everything.
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