Friday, November 12, 2010


I have one sister and two brothers. We've shared friends, food, fights, drinks, laughs, cries, clothes, rooms, sorrows, joys, cars, toys, memories and a million other things siblings share in the way only siblings can. It occurred to me tonight (while staring at beautiful baby Dylan) that we also shared space. Not at the same time of course, but the four of us all got our start in this wild world in our mother's womb. While I don't think this is what defines siblings (or families), it certainly creates a crazy, unique shared history.


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