Memoir Monday/ My siblings: the best inheritance my parents gave me
My siblings: the best inheritance my parents gave me
Since I was born I heard the story that my father, when my mother got pregnant for the first time, wanted a son, but his first daughter was female. Then the second daughter, the third and the fourth were also female. But this, rather than disappointing my dad, made him the most loving and protective father in the world, so much so that at his request, everyone in my neighborhood protected us and we were known as the Brito sisters.
I am the second of the four sisters. With all of them I maintain a relationship of complicity and love, but the first three, we are inseparable. With them I had the most beautiful and secure childhood that any girl could have. Not only did I share with them games and pranks, but I also grew up with them and made them accomplices of when my body began to change from a girl to a woman, of my first love, my first kiss, my first disappointment in love. My sisters, more than sisters, are my friends.
With my older sister and my younger sister I have had moments of displeasure that are just that: moments. But with the third sister, the one who comes after me, with her I have managed to make such a strong bond that sometimes it is not necessary to talk to each other to know what we feel and think. We have achieved an out-of-this-world connection, as if she and I knew each other from other lives, as if the bond between us were an unbreakable thread.
Each of us has a different character, but we are all polite, loving and cheerful. My oldest and youngest sister got married and started a separate family. My third sister and I didn't get married and we don't have children either, but we are the most spoiled and loving aunts my nieces and nephews could have.
When we were grown up, my mom got pregnant again and now the boy we all wanted was born. From that moment on, our hearts had a singular experience and that was having a brother who, although he didn't play with us and was super annoying (imagine being a teenager and having a brother of 7), was the "baby" of the house: we all wanted to help him with his homework, his games, everything.
Because of the age difference and because he is the only boy, my little brother did not have the same complicity with us. However, we get along well and he knows he can count on his sisters for anything and vice versa. He is now out of the country. Because of the crisis he has had to emigrate to Brazil and that has been a big blow for my mother. By December, God willing, he will come home and I am sure the hug we will give each other will be like all the time we have missed each other.
I once read that before birth, one chooses one's family and it gives me great happiness to think that I chose mine. My family, my parents and my siblings, are my support, my grounding cable, the necessary rain of peanuts on my ice cream, the fraternal gaze on the other side of the sidewalk: that sure look that would help me cross the most terrible of highways.
Images from my personal gallery, translated in Deepl
This is my participation this week for our great friend @ericvancewalton's initiative: Memoir monday. If you want to participate, here's the link to the invitation post.
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It sounds like your family bond is tight! The smiles in the pictures tell the whole story! You are all very fortunate to have each other. I hope your brother is able to return in December! Thanks for joining in again this week, Nancy! It was a joy to read. Have a great week!
We all hope that my brother will come and that the situation in the country will allow him to stay. We pray for that. As always, it is a pleasure to participate, my friend. This initiative is turning out beautifully. I see with real emotion how people from all over the world are joining in the memory of Mondays. I am proud of you. Hugs
Thank you Nancy! We're already halfway through the week. I hope it's been a good one for you!