"There's no other love like the love for a brother. There's no other love like the love from a brother." -Astrid Alauda
Brotherly love or so they say. How about brotherly torment at such a young age. In my house my two boys are constantly getting under the other ones skin. I laugh and say I have the instigator and the informer in my house, and which one they are depends on what is happening at the time.
I remember growing up with my little brother (oh, and he's not so anymore little 6'5" 250lbs.) He and I fought like cats and dogs. And like my children now, there were very few times that we actually got along. My poor mother had to endure countless times of "Mom, Marty stole my....., Mom, Sis hit me." My mother, no matter how irritated would say, "One day you will become the best of friends, even though you don't like each other that much now." Of course, neither Marty or I believed that.
As an adult, I have to say, I think my baby brother is one of the most admirable men in the world. He is compassionate, sensitive, extremely loyal and above all else an amazing father and husband. We may not talk every day, but I know above all else, in my time of need, he will drop everything to make sure my family and me are okay. It was a long time in the making, but I have so much respect and love for my little brother.
Now as I listen to my two boys yell and argue and torment each other, I am so reminded of my brother and I. Ihear myself saying the same things to them that my mother told us. And like Marty and me, Tyler and Josh roll their eyes and look at me like I have two heads.I can only pray, that when they are older, their bond is as strong as two brothers can be and they carry it on through their legacy.