"Don't talk to me in the hall." Those were the
instructions to my incoming freshman brother from the 11th grade me. How hurtful!
What was I thinking? I'm sure I didn't want him to embarrass me or to take over
any "popularity" I had garnered for myself. It was inconsiderate and
selfish nonetheless. Of course when he started high school, all my fears were
for naught. He was accepted, people liked him and they knew he was my brother.
Why is it that the most important relationships in our lives are often the ones
we take for granted?
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| DJ and I - circa 1973 |
DJ is two years younger than me. As kids, we were pretty close.
When I was in second grade, he rode my shiny, green, banana-seat bike too fast
down a hill and had a nasty crash. He was lying on the couch when I got home
from school, all scratched up and stitches above his right eye. I remember my
mom telling me how his leather jacket protected him from being in worse shape,
and that I was more concerned if he was okay than about my bike. (Although I
was pretty mad that he wrecked my new bike!) When we moved out of town to the
house our dad grew up in, we spent a lot of time together. We hiked, had
picnics, fished in the creek and took care of the animals my dad insisted we
have on our "farm." We'd play school where I was the teacher and he
was the student. No wonder he didn't really like school much!
Like any relationship though, there were times when we didn't get
along. DJ was more mischievous than me. He and a friend were caught smoking
cigarette butts in the neighbor's car and another time he lit the forest near
our house on fire. He even shot me with a BB gun! For my part, I was (he'd
probably say I still am) very bossy. I would tell him what to do, in a tone of
voice that I'm sure was far from pleasant. I'd take advantage of being the
oldest in the family and felt I knew what was best for everyone. And there were
times where I was selfish, like the high school examples above, and hurt the
ones I was supposed to love the most. Unfortunately my behavior continued to
affect our relationship into adulthood.
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| Our boys and my youngest brother |
Over the last couple of years as DJ and I have been in touch more
often, I've been thinking about sibling relationships and wondering how my
children's sibling relationship will be as adults. Our teenage boys, who are 18
months apart, get along well. When they were younger, playing at the beach,
skate park or in the yard was fun to watch. Today, they share a passion for
playing hockey, hangout with each other's friends and seem to have a mutual
respect for one another. I haven't witnessed a physical fight, a yelling match
or the silent treatment. And when our youngest started high school, the oldest
didn't tell him not to talk to him at school (as far as I know).
I'm not saying they always play nice in the sandbox. There have
been times when our younger son complained about his older brother
"always" being mean to him or the older one being annoyed with his
younger brother tagging along. These are normal growing pains of sibling
relationships. I'm sure in the next couple of years they have left together
before the oldest leaves for college, there will be some sand throwing.
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| One of the last family pictures when all siblings were together |
The boys' relationship will continue throughout their entire
lives. As they become adults, what will it look like? Will they live near one
another? Will they be close and call or see each other often? With they
continue to have similar interests? Will they make time to keep this
relationship close or will they drift apart? I know that their careers will
lead them in different paths and that spouses and families can keep them
physically separate, but I pray that they find ways to stay closely connected. Even
with technology and social media, it's not always easy to maintain sibling
relationships, as many of us know. I hope they make the effort. Which reminds
me, I need to call my brother.
