|Main : Love : Brothers & SistersCheering Me On (by: Kelly)|
I close my eyes as tight as they can go. The lights go off, and my imagination switches on. Pictures flash through my mind like an old film from the fifties.
Eight Days Before Christmas (by: Timothy David)
When did my life begin? In all truth I would have to say that it began eight days before Christmas when I was already the mature age of nine years old. Or to be more exact, I was nine and a half.
Home Run, The (by: Terri Vandermark)
On June 18th, I went to my little brother's baseball game as I always did. Cory was 12 years old at the time and had been playing baseball for a couple of years. When I saw that he was warming up to be next at bat, I decided to head over to the dugout to give him a few pointers. But when I got there, I simply said, "I love you."
Lesson Learned, A (by: Lynn Lombard)
I stood there listening to the stern words of my father. He had gathered us into our enclosed patio and had the look on his face that told us all that one of us did something wrong. "Which one of you did this?" he asked with a sharp voice.
Miracle, A (by: Author Unknown)
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy.
My Brother, My Stranger (by: Mindy Ritter)
Two different worlds, yet bonded by one man
by the warm touch of our father's hand
I kept him with me, in my life
knowing you needed him through all your struggles and strife
My Second Father (by: Melissa Knapp)
My father died, when I was five. It was hard on us all. With time the wounds healed. My brother, who is eight years older than me, began to watch over my mother and me.
Paper Cup, The (by: Dana)
One night I was sitting in my kitchen half-listening as my 15 year-old brother Tommy antagonized my 12 year-old brother Kevin. I didn't pay attention when Kevin charged up the stairs with the hurt on his face.
She's My Sister (by: Mary Rarden)
I have the privilege of being the pastor of a wonderful family. It's a small family, with a mom and two teenage children, a high school daughter and a junior high son. Sometimes I think the mom qualifies for sainthood!
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