Monday, January 26, 2009

Brothers and Sisters

Almost every day I see the teenage brother and sister who live next door to us as they exit their bus after school. I leave the house to get my girls from the elementary school as their bus is dropping them at the corner, so just about every day I see them step off the bus and make the (about) 40 yard walk to their house.

They make this short walk on opposite sides of the street from each other.

A brother and sister, one year apart, maybe two. They get off the bus together. They go to the same door. But they don't make that walk together.

Every time I see this, it makes me sad.

5 comments:

Andrew said...

There was a time when I couldn't stand to be in the same room as my younger sister (year and a half difference). Now, I bug her when she doesn't email me fast enough.

Jared said...

Andrew, how old were you when you couldn't stand to be in the room?

How long did that time last?, I mean.

Is it just a teenage thing? :-/

Andrew said...

I think I was like 12 when it was at its worst. I think I was 15 when I stopped disliking her.

If it makes you feel better, Molly and Bethany always seemed to get along okay, even as teenagers.

nAncY said...

i have hope that it will work out someday. it's hard being teen.

Jen said...

That's not too odd for teenage siblings. There was a short time in junior high when I was horrid to my sister when at school, but she was my best friend at home. I learned later that I really hurt her and it took a hard conversation (from her to me) and some humbling on my part to realize that I needed to ask for her forgiveness. It makes me sad thinking about it because we've always been the best of friends.