Obviously, they're boys, so they're a little gross, BUT I love them to pieces. All five are pretty amazing men in their own right. They could not be more different from each other. This fact is especially great for me, because I feel like I have the market cornered when it comes to figuring out the "ways of a man". Each of them, whether they know it or not, have played a key role in my processing of this adventure I'm in, called life.
Here's why I love them:
C~ The only sibling older than me. He is responsible, intelligent, reserved (shy?), thoughtful, mostly unemotional, slow to react, a studier of people, patient, practical, a peacemaker. He chased off at least one- that I know of for sure, possibly two...- guys that intended to uh, "date" me. I may have been irritated then, but MAN, I'm thankful now!
G~ 18 months younger than me. He has the exact same sense of humor as me. If there's only one person on the planet that "gets" me, it's this guy. He wears his heart on his sleeve, he's strong, a lover, not a fighter, open, gentle, a talker, manly, emotional- but stable, thoughtful, generous. Silence is never awkward between us. He knows my messiness inside and out, I know his. If I have a best, male, friend- it's him.
D~ A grade behind G in school. Most people thought they were twins in their younger years. Of the two D was not the talker. He was the scrapper. As an adult he's a little less feisty, but no less of a presence. He's the tallest of the siblings. He is intelligent, devoted, shy in a group, open in the one-on-one, hilarious, a tester of limits, thoughtful, gracious, respectful, a patient father, persistent.
J~ (Both sisters come between D and J.) He's a lot younger than me, so we are just beginning to get to know each other as adults. J is extremely creative. He has an eye for beauty, an ear for art and a natural ability to mix sights with sounds to create amazing things. He is deep and intelligent... anything but status quo. He's not afraid to go against the system, to challenge, to question. He is private, protective, peaceful, honest, witty. He is boldly, unashamedly, finding his own way.
B~ My "little b". He was born when I was in high school, we shared a room for his first year of life. In a lot of ways, he's like a son to me. (No, biologically, he's not my son. I have been asked that, more than you'd guess.) In his high school years, he lived with me for nearly three years. I have a tender place for him in my heart that bubbles with a mix of sisterly pride an motherly love. I attended his parent/teacher conferences, sporting events, concerts, school dances, Marine Corps graduation and soon, his wedding... This guy, especially, is a role model for my two sons. In fact, my oldest told me a few months ago: "Mom, if I can be the kind of teenager Uncle B was, I think I'll be okay." I couldn't agree more. B is driven, honest, self assured, generous, loving, gracious, a true listener, witty, personable, a people person, hard working, intelligent, mixes well with peers/youth/elderly, mature beyond his years, unafraid of living against the grain, if he lacks in talent- no matter, he has heart, he has integrity and character beyond his two decades of experience...
Guys, I'm blessed to have you. Males are weird and confusing and sometimes dumb... I will forever need you five to help me sort through it all and raise a couple of my own!
2004- The last time we were all together.
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