If you haven’t read the first part, I suggest you do because this post might be a little confusing if you don’t.
Now to continue..
My travelling has found me to many others on corners. And I’ve done my very best to translate my observations to them, most to great positive outcomes. I’m honored to have been a part of their lives. But the one thing I observed and always wanted, that part that i thought was missing from my life, was the interaction of siblings. They’re like the ultimate tag team of travelling through life. And twins take that up a notch to “partners in crime” lol.
But I was slated to never have any. It was an experience I thought I needed, but really only wanted. So after wanting so bad, I just settled with never getting any.
And then I get 2. Younger stepsiblings from my dad’s first remarriage, which thankfully ended. I never wanted siblings again if that was what it would be like.
And then I get 2 new ones. Older this time. Sister and brother, same as before. It’s is awesome.
And then I get 3 to add to that. Younger this time. All brothers. It is awesome.
And then we add another one last year. Little baby brother still not old enough to really be influential upon my actions.
…I’m going to go back to my metaphor now.
I observed a lot from my older sister and brother, mostly sister, that prepared me to handle younger siblings. I thought I learned enough and I was ready the first time, but I wasn’t. I succumbed to the teaching of my sister and I consequently learned how to teach to my little brothers. Well hopefully it translates to them well enough. But as I said before, it is still true now. Siblings are the tag team of travelling through life. I’ve learned without them, I teach them. They learn without me, they teach me. We learn together, we teachother.
It’s the coolest most rewarding interaction I’ve stumbled into so far.
But that’s it I guess. I’ve grown from a little boy on the corner to an older boy away from his corner. Learning at different corners and sharing what I’ve learned with those inhabitants. And now I have companions to travel with me. I will always be the observer first because there’s no limit to what you can learn from the actions of your predecessors, but the more I learn, the more I teach.
Til next time. Stay frosty.
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Let me throw a curve at you. I mentioned somewhere in my story that by the time I was 8, there had been three very serious attempts on my life. What I don’t think I mentioned is the perpetrators of those acts were two step-brothers, and a biological sister. Trust me on this one, some lessons are better left unlearned. (Or at least forgotten.)
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Wow. That’s serious. The stepbrothers I could potentially see that happening because my first stepbrother hated me with an insane passion. But your sister…That’s just cold.
My youngest brother, at the time, almost took me out accidentally with a cheese cake. We tell it as a funny story now because it’s been a few years and he didn’t know. I was tough enough to make a recovery and get out the hospital though. It just coincided with the day I was taking my physical for the USAF and he didn’t want me to go so everyone finds it a bit suspicious. We always say subconsciously he would’ve killed me to stop me haha.
You’re right though. That lesson, I don’t want to have to learn. I hope you guys are on better terms now. …or at least neutral.
Yeah, with my sister we also laugh about it now. My mother had told her she couldn’t go out with her friends because she had to wash my hair for school the next day, and the news made her snap. She had me kneeling on a chair with my head under the kitchen tap, and by putting the plug in the sink, and getting me off balance, she was able to hold me under the water until I stopped breathing apparently, and paramedics had to be called in to resuscitate me. I survived, so any harm is of the unseen variety. Hang in there. Read you later.