Friday, December 01, 2006

She doesn't think any of her girlfriends are good enough for her brother.

A funny thing happened in my daughter's World History Honors class today. She found a jealous, protective little sister attitude. As the car turned into our driveway today, I ran to the kitchen to hear about everyone's day. I immediately notice my daughter is less than happy. I ask what is wrong. She is angry. She is angry at her friends because they think her big brother is handsome. I realize this is fragile, so I must listen and not find anything funny about this matter. She continues with how disguisting it was to think about any of her friends liking her brother. I saw the possessiveness, she doesn't want to share her brother. I can totally relate to this. I felt her pain. When my big brother fell in love and announced his marriage plans. I was crushed. Devastated. My sister told me I was selfish. "Did I want my brother lonely all his life?" Well, that sounded good to me, in fact much better than the alternative. I looked deep into my strong-headed daughter's eyes and told her I understood. I appreciated her love for her brother and her concern. "Afterall, mom, none of them are good enough for my brother." As I chuckle deep in my heart, I hug her and reassure her that the XBOX 360 still has her big brother's attention and there is a new game that he wants for Christmas, so...I think all is safe for the time being. As I prepare supper my son wants to know what's wrong with his sister. I explain. He cracks his huge grin with his daddy's deep laugh and says, "well, now she knows what I go through everyday with my friends talking about her. She'll get used to it mom 'cause I had to." I start to patty out the burgers for the grill, reaching for the spices out of the cabinet when I realize the real spice, the spice of life, just seasoned our family for dinner. The spice of a brother and a sister, a couple of years apart, yet closer than anyone would ever know. I know. My daugher comes back through the kitchen, " and to think what a good day I was having, mom, until World History, they ruined it." I smile because this has made my day.

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