I was born the oldest of four children and also the only girl. I knew by the time I was four years old what my role in the family was to be. The babysitter and caretaker of two mischevious boys and later on a third. I never resented the responsibility as my brothers were good kids and never really caused problems. However I used to dream about how wonderful it would be to have a sister. When my third brother was born ten years after I was I used to pray that he would be a girl so that I would have a sister that I could dress up cuddle up to and spoil. Needless to say that did not happen.
I love my brothers dearly but a sister would have been so wonderful. Being the only girl I always had my own room and my brothers had to share a room and I used to listen to them at night pillow fighting, laughing and just generally having a good time and I remember being so jealous.
Through the years during difficult times in my life I longed for a sister to share some of my burdens with or just to have her around to talk and share common experiences with.
I do have two brother with whom I have close relationships with and can talk to them about some family issues but I have found that I am not always comfortable in doing so.
Maybe if I would have had a sister our relationship would not have been as I have dreamed it would be but just knowing she was there would be a comfort