Growing up as a single child has its challenges. Life is after all a mixed bag. Growing up I did miss having a sibling. That to an extent was offset by my wonderful extended family - my cousins. Living in a boarding school with a band-of-brothers to get into trouble with. After all that is what one needs in a sibling growing up.
Things have changed. After loosing my mother, I miss having a sibling. It would have been easier to share the loss. But more importantly it would be nice to share the wonderful memories.
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