Monday, June 20, 2011
"They're all you'll have someday," my mother used to say when we would bicker, fight, or strike one another, as we did with some frequency. I always thought there was something pathetic about the way she'd say that, as though our siblings would be the sad leftovers on the plate of life, scraps of fat, puddles of congealed gravy. But as I say it to my own three children now - and I do, I do, almost despite myself- I realize that she meant something quite different. And I remember what I felt deep in my bones when I was pregnant with my third child, that she was an extraordinary lucky person, not because she would have my husband and me as parents, but because we had the foresight to provide her with these two brothers, who, in the natural order of things, would still be part of her life after we were gone. The greatest gift I believe I've given my children is one another.
-- Anna Quindlen
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