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Contradicting Siblings

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If you hung with my sisters and I for a day, what you would see is endless bickering regardless of the topic being insignificant or vast. You'd see snarky comebacks to uninteresting, measly comments.

What you don't see is the sly glances passed over years' worth of inside jokes, or the slight mumblings exchanged caused by humorous experiences.

Due to the fact that both my sisters and I go to the same school, we are endlessly asked, "Are you guys nice to each other?" along with other similar questions.

My unwavering reply has always been, "No. We argue with each other to the verge of screaming, but at the end of the day, we're there for each other."

While I agree with the aforementioned quote metaphorically, I could take the meanings literally when talking about my sisters. The reason for this being present during our typical dinner schedule.

My mom and dad tend to eat at the living room table so they can watch whatever overly dramatic soap-opera they missed during the day. While they're doing this, my sister's and I are eating at the table in the dining room.

This very table has been our area of bonding, for as long as I can remember. Once we are finished eating, we stick around the table and share how our day went or exciting/depressing things going on currently in our surroundings. While we may interrupt one another occasionally, it's normally a peaceful time.

During these dinners, it's as though our day full of arguing never occurred and we're all on good terms. I now consider that table to be the metaphorical buffer in our heated sisterhood.

When I look back at all the dinners shared, two memories reign constant. At least an hour of discussion will go by until our mom starts bugging us to leave and start cleaning the table.

Another constant, due to the humorous stories being shared from my little sister's end, is there are inevitable bursts of laughter that reach my parents' ears, causing them to give us a wavering glare at the interruption from their show.

It's moments like these that make me immensely thankful for the entertaining sisters I've been given, and I truly wouldn't have it any other way.

And out of curiosity, I'd love to know how you act around your sibling(s) as well. I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and Happy Thanksgiving for those who celebrate and for those that don't, there's never enough time to think about what you are thankful for.

 

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