My siblings are more than just Aliens… They are my superhero’s and I love them ❤️

Siblings are funny creatures. They are like ugly aliens that have been forced to live across the hall from you. They cannot be chosen and they certainly cannot be changed (trust me). Some days they make you laugh till the point you consider making them your best friend, other days they make you furious and I promise you on those days, I could launch a Sprite bottle at their heads.

Alright, maybe that sounds a bit harsh….

The truth is that siblings are the people who are there when you need a quick laugh and also maybe when you need a quick tussle. I have three siblings, all brothers and sometimes I jokingly call them my sisters because we are all at that age now where we gossip and give each other advice on our rollercoaster lives. Do not tell them I call them that though because they would definitely fight me, especially the oldest one.

Lately I have been talking to my brothers about my future goals and the wedding I hope to have one day. It is honestly so funny watching them squirm at the thought of me talking about boys, especially when I remember how they used to brush me off when I was younger. They never wanted to hear about any of it especially being the youngest and all, not even a male friend’s name. In some way that is the beauty of having siblings. They shape you into who you become. The teasing, the arguments, the love and the jokes it’s all part of the growth you never even realise you needed. People say your first bullies are your siblings but at least mine have not tried to dunk my head in a toilet.

Having siblings is a long journey. Some days you wish they would turn into a rock and be kicked down a steep hill and other days you wish them nothing but the best because they truly deserve it. On random days you will pick a fight and not talk for what feels like 75 years but then somehow you find your way back to each other. Suddenly you are laughing again, reminding each other just how much joy you secretly bring into each other’s lives. I mean let’s be honest… what would they do without me.

Yet sometimes on a random Wednesday at 3am, I think to myself and smile… What would I do without them. 

For my hero’s – AK