5 Reasons Your Siblings are Your Best Friends
I grew up as an only child. Sometimes lonely, lost without a human companion to share my days (trust me when I say I had plenty of pets). But sometimes, being alone meant it was just me and my imagination (which isn’t a bad thing.)
I remember asking my parents on several occasions why other kids got to have brothers and sisters, and I got…no one. Sniff. They would say things like, “we are trying to having another baby, maybe someday soon,” or “we only need one special child to give our love to,” or “why would you want to share your things with someone else?” I’d walk away confused or ready to pull my hair out.
If they would have given me the opportunity to explain myself, I would have told them this:
They would play with the “Ken” doll while I parade “Barbie” around in her flashy outfits.
You can have all the toys in the world as an only child but if you don’t have someone to share them with…well, it gets pretty boring. My mother would always tell me that I’d have to use my imagination more but that just wasn’t the same. I wanted someone to say in Ken’s low voice, “Let’s put the top down and go cruisin’ Barbie,” as we unceremoniously cram the dolls into the pink convertible that I got from Santa.
I just wanted a playmate that would always be there (when I woke up and when I went to bed.) My mom said, “But you have plenty of friends, dear.” I would role my eyes as having a friend wasn’t the same. They went home for dinner and only spent the night a few times a month.
They understand how you feel when you’ve been reprimanded by mom or dad because they’ve been in your shoes.
I didn’t get into much trouble as a child. Maybe because it was just me or maybe it was because I didn’t have a sidekick to egg me on. Whatever the reason, it would have been great to have an arm around me when I did manage to find myself in trouble. Kind words from a sibling like, “I just got in trouble last week, so I understand it hurts your feelings when they yell, but they’ll get over it.” And then I can picture my sibling making funny faces or telling a joke to cheer me up. Bring a smile to both our faces.
They like to sneak into the cookie jar too.
If I ever snuck a cookie, I never had anyone else to blame. At least if I would have had a sibling, we could have blamed each other and both gotten trouble. Lessen the load. And maybe they didn’t want to sneak a cookie; maybe they wanted to sneak a dollar bill from dad’s wallet or sneak in a salamander that we could raise together as a pet.
They like to hide under the covers and tell spooky ghost stories, read books by flashlight and are always the extra “ear” that listens for a parent coming up the stairs.
I was and still am a book lover and it would have been a treat to share a good book while hiding under the covers, one of us reading and the other keeping an open ear for footsteps outside the door while shining the flashlights beam on the text in a mystery or fantasy book. Don’t get me wrong, I still did this almost every night but it could have been a blast with a sibling, trying not to laugh too loud or fight about sharing the blankets or who gets to hold the flashlight.
They stick up for you when someone else is feeling the need to put you down. Basically, they have your back.
I received my fair share of bully as a child. I was small for my age, I dressed strangely and I came from a family that didn’t have a lot of money in the bank but had fists full of love and tenderness. I would have liked to have someone stand by my side when the going got tough. Maybe a brother to give the other kids a swift kick in the pants to send him packing or a sister who would wipe away the tears and tell me that I was the best sister in the world.
Everyone has their own reasons for wanting or loving or calling their sibling a best friend. But if I had had one, these are the reasons we would be best friends forever. Now that I am married, I’ve had the pleasure of having sister-in-laws. We don’t play dolls or read books by flashlight but we definitely stick by each other, are compassionate and understanding towards each other’s feelings, and we just might sneak cookies together from the cookie jar. Wink.