Sentimental Thread - tell us a loving story of your brother or sister.

[Saffron]

One day while I was working in my office, my brother (two years older than I) stopped by. It was so odd, only the second time he ever did that. I was shocked and worried immediately. From behind his back he pulled out a teddy bear and said, "Here, I saw this and thought of you! Look at the name." It was a beautiful brown teddy bear (which is keep on a shelf in my bedroom). It said, "My name is Magee." My brother became a big old softy in my eyes that day, not only because he thought of me, but also because he was so proud of the gift he gave me, a gift with my name on it (or so he thought I am so proud of his love. Even though he was married wth 4 daughters, he still thought of his baby sister, Maggie (or in his eyes, Magee).

Okay Christine! and everyone else. Let's hear one!

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[CEDmom]

The best thing about my 3 brothers is that even though we can get on one anothers nerves I know w/o a doubt that I could pick up the phone at any time of day or night and they'd be there for me. Even though I'm married and all it's still nice to know my big brothers would still protect me.

Anyway, I think the nicest thing they did was give me a day at a spa for my 30th birthday. It wasn't just the gift alone that was nice it was the fact that they thought up the idea and did the whole thing on their own. Being the only girl I'm usually the one that plans all family events/gifts. My one SIL said she should have taped my DB on the phone with some of the spas because he didn't have a clue the kinds of things they offered and kept asking "do women really like that" as the person was explaining the various services.

 

[luvmarypoppins]

Growing up my sister and I always fought and got on each others nerves, but later in life we became best friends. There wasnt anything she wouldnt do for me. When dh and I were having a rough time financially she was always getting us formula, clothes for the baby etc. She said it brought her joy etc. She planned my bridal and baby showers etc. When I moved it was terrible, we always talked on the phone and wrote letters to each other. She would send me little goodie packages for the boys. She passed away at a very young age due to a disease we never knew she had - Marfans syndrome. Our little ds was 3 days old when she died and she never got to meet him. I tell him stories about how we went to disney when we were teenagers and got to stay in the contemporary when it was pretty new. I will never forget that. We thought we were on top of the world. She was also in the process of adopting a baby from romania. 6 weeks after she passed away my mom had a call that the baby was ready to come to america. Very bittersweet. I am sure the baby is now a happy 12 year old living with a great family somewhere out there. Her name was Katherine but my sister wanted to name her chelsea.

 

[doxdogy]

My brother is 13 years older then me so we didn't have much of relationship when I was growing up. I remember when I was about 17, I had to have a sleep deprived EEG. No sleep (not even naps and no caffeine). Around midnight, he came over and kept me awake so my mother could get some sleep.

 

[Robinrs]

My oldest sister is 13 years older than me. Today while Michael and I was waiting for the rain to end I told him a story I totally forgot about.

When I was bought 8 my sister planned a big picnic for us at Prospect Park. We packed loads of food and BOOM the SKY OPENED! I remember thinking the rain would NEVER end! My Mom told us to forget about it, the ground would be wet and there would be no chance of a picnic.... I remember being soooooo sad....

Just then my big sister spread a blanket out on our living room floor and set up the picnic right there! She made it so fun, I remember thinking how thoughtful she was and how hard she worked at making me SMILE....

40 years later and she STILL does the same thing for me. She sends me little notes with the words "Love ya" on them and calls me just to ask "how's my BABY sister?" When she's around I feel like I'm a over cared for 3 year old baby.... which feels sooooo good to me right now.

 

[mrsstats]

I remember being about 5 years old and we were staying at my aunts in Staten Island. I was in bed and my brother (4 years older) came and covered me with a blanket. He also took me to Hawaii for my 40th birthday.

My sister, 13 years younger, sent me baloons & flowers when I have my hysterectomy. I was 33 and that meant I could not have the children I alsways wanted. They were the first things I saw when I woke up

 

[BrinxFam]

I am 5 yrs. older than my brother and we were never really super close but know that we can count on each other for anything. When my oldest DD was 7 wks. old she had a broken leg from an accident with a wearable baby carrier. DH and I lived on an Air Force base in TX and knew nobody. My parents and brother (14 yrs. old at the time) drove straight to where we were to help us out. When the Dr. came in to give my 7 wk. old little girl a shot to start the sedation for surgery my little brother told me to go out of the room so I didn't have to see it. He stayed there and comforted her then and after the surgery. 4 yrs. later when my dd had open heart surgery he sat by her bedside in PICU and fed her ice chips and ice cream. I couldn't ask for anything more than what he has given me. Even though he is younger than me he is still one of my biggest protectors. I now have the honor of keeping his son while he and my sister in law are at work. He really is a terrific little brother!

 

[Pop Daddy]

mushy thread

 

[Pin Wizard]

With three girls in the house? All I remember is one complaining about another wearing her shirt, someone throwing an encyclopedia at another and hitting her in the hip, the infamous masking tape down the middle of the bedroom when my older sister and I had to share it! LOL!

 

[tonyswife]

When I was 6, my mom did a frenzied house cleaning in preparation to show the house so we could sell it. She accidently threw away my lovey, a horrendously over-loved ugly orange stuffed dog. I cried for days and days over this stupid dog, I couldn't sleep without it, I was just sick over it.

My brother, then 8, went on a school field trip to an amusement park a few days later. He bought me the cutest little brown stuffed dog with his pocket money. He didn't buy anything for himself, he even packed a sandwich so he didn't have to spend his money on food. 22 years later, I still have this stuffed dog, now I'm all teary eyed.

 

[KimRaye]

I just love these stories! And, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but I'm the do-er mostly in my family (sentiment-wise), with 2 younger brothers. They are great brothers, don't get me wrong. As others have said, they'd be here for me in the blink of an eye (both living within 10-15 mins from me), at any time that I called them (and one has). I like to think we have all done reciprocal RAOK towards each other over all these years.

I will tell you an insider story tho: Whenever my baby bro (12 years younger than me) starts calling me "Sis", I know he's been drinking.