**Five minute Friday from The Gypsy Mama**
They laugh together, make up stories together, chase each other laughing around the house. They push each other on riding toys, dance together in the living room, jump on the bed together and together they get in trouble for it. They sleep in the same room, whisper late into the night to each other, sharing their stories, their thoughts, their games.
But also…
The squabble, they fight, they kick, they hit, they punch. He spits at her, he swirls toys at her. She pushes him, she pinches him. She runs to me crying: “He bit me!” He comes at me running: “She took my toy!” He knows what buttons to push to bother her; she bosses him and treats him unkindly.
And then…
When they don’t know anyone is watching, when they don’t know the camera is ready, they take each other’s hand and walk across a bridge together.
And my heart melts…
And I pray this is how they face the world for always. I pray they confront the ugliness and salute the beautiful together, hands tied, united front. I pray they hold each other’s hand when crossing life’s bridges even after we are long gone. They have each other and for that I am forever grateful. I hope they remember this too and Give Thanks.
11 comments:
Beautiful and real. My three go at each other like they're mortal enemies and then, like you said, there are moments like this where they realize they need each other - even like each other (just a little bit). Love this" "I pray they confront the ugliness and salute the beautiful together, hands tied, united front." Wonderful prayer.
Ah yes, the prayer of all mothers for their children ... that no matter what it may look like at times, they will always be the best of friends. I know I hope that for my two!
The little victories are how we can see into the future. My oldest and the youngest have struggled their entire lives. Last night the oldest announced she wasn't going to be able to get all of her laundry done between school and going out of town. Her little sister who we've been trying to teach "respect to elders" lessons this week replied out of nowhere,"I'll do your laundry for you"! I almost fell out of my chair!
Thanks for sharing the passionate prayer of a mother.
Can't get better than that! DD has recently taken to not going anywhere without holding her big brother's hand! Here's to hoping our moments like this last!
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Don't you love these moments? I love it when my boys are fighting one minute and then they're off playing the next. I too, am glad they will have each other for their adult lives. Stopping by from Mama Kat's.
Beautiful precious children! I pray they always love each other like that...when people aren't looking, and when they are.
I don't like that I can't respond to each individual person with this platform. But thank you, everyone that has stopped by for your comment and for sharing your insights and experiences. Blogging is about knowing you are not alone in your joy and your struggles and I LOVE to hear your reactions from your personal experience.
Your picture and words capture something so precious, that special sibling love-torment-trust. I love it. :)
You're right, Sharone love-torment-trust is a great description :)
Thanks for visiting my blog. I love your post. When I was younger and fought constantly with my 3 younger siblings, my mom told me that one day they would be my best friends. I didn't believe her at the time, but she was right. Now I tell my two girls the same thing.
So sweet, Gaby. There were definitely more years of fighting than not, but my sister and I are finally crossing that bridge together. :)
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