Who knew there was such a thing, a National Sibling Day? As the oldest of four, I'm not sure there is ever a day that passes I don't think about my little brother or little sisters.
From the time I was two, and Levi was born, my heart felt responsible for Levi, Courtney and Ammie. These three little shadows that would follow my every step. I would hold tight to their hands, telling everyone they were mine. Friends and family would have to "ask my permission" to take them out of my site.
I'm not sure much has changed sense then. Although I may not be holding their hands, they don't leave my heart.