Still I wonder
One of my earliest recollections goes back to when I was about four.
Sat on the floor, I was playing with something. My parents came to ask:
– Would you like a little brother?
My answer was:
– But what about my toys? You give ‘em to him, do you?
– We do.
– No way! – was my final word.
I hope that this verbal exchange hasn’t altered my story. But, in the process of growing, I often pondered what it would have been like if I had started acting up and pestering I did want a little brother.
And more importantly, I wonder about the relationship we would develop.
In the past I was absolutely certain that a blood tie would have meant that we would have loved each other without a doubt. Now I know it doesn’t have to be that way, but still I wound up thinking it would offer more than the external world.
