So in our family, things pass down by to us by our
younger siblings. :)
Our younger siblings
grow up. Novel, I know. But seriously, this picture is a epitome of how we view
our younger siblings as “young”, just because we are so many years ahead of
them. We tend to forget that they - themselves - have turned into a older ones
too, maturer, wiser ones, beautiful hearted and forget to treat them as such.
We forget to count the lessons we learn from them before the ones we teach
them.
I think part of whomever I am or become will always
owe it to my younger siblings. Being the eldest child I feel I was more likely
to take on the role of being the maturer one out if all of your siblings (which
is something I failed myself and everyone else miserably). I feel like I had to
grow up faster than my other siblings just because I am the oldest. However and whilst
I grow older by years, it is for my younger siblings how I keep my gratitude more genuine, my soul even
younger and my heart tenderer and kinder everyday, and they keep passing down
lifetime lessons to me, like too many other things .. and shoes! :)
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