I am the third child in a family of four—two older brothers and a younger sister, all born in less than six years. Our family wasn’t wealthy, as a matter of fact, we were much less than wealthy, though we never knew it. We thought sharing a bed was normal, and a bathroom, and a closet, and clothes…as for entertainment, well, there was only one mother in the neighborhood who had a car and it wasn’t for carting kids around to play dates.
We grew up and “flew” away to our own lives and our own “adventures” but through the years we have stood strong and united as brothers and sisters—as family. This is indeed a gift and I am so very grateful.
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