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With One Final Year of High School Together, I Hope My Kids Connect
There they were, a gangly 10-year-old girl with low pigtails, rocking a cool outfit from Justice, and her squeezable 7-year-old brother, still holding onto that last bit of baby fat. They tossed their backpacks over their shoulders and hopped into the minivan as I drove them to the back entrance of their elementary school. Hand in hand, my fifth grader and second grader stepped inside, blissfully unaware that this was their last first day together for the next six years.
Fast forward to today—she’s now 17, embodying that unique mix of wisdom, naiveté, and a dash of teenage arrogance, while he’s a 14-year-old boy-man, exploring the thrill of new freedoms and responsibilities. The pigtails and baby fat have vanished, along with the minivan. Now my twelfth and ninth graders are driving to school, and I’m not in the driver’s seat. Instead, I stand by the window, watching my kids take off.
Finally, they’re together again! While they may not cross paths often in the maze of high school hallways, just knowing they’re in the same building fills me with joy. Nearly 15 years ago, I found myself in a waiting room, my second baby pressing uncomfortably against my bladder. A few moments later, I discovered I was having a boy! My heart was full, yet a tiny part ached for the sister my daughter would never have. A friend reassured me by sharing stories of her close bond with her brother, reminding me that sibling relationships vary widely. I cherish these reminders as I watch my kids grow, hoping for a strong bond between them.
While there might not be concrete evidence of their connection, there are countless moments that shape their shared childhood: big sister painting her little brother’s tiny nails bright red, both of them screaming in delight on a roller coaster, and little brother teaching big sister how to play FIFA on the Xbox. Even the mundane task of walking the dog together turns into a cherished memory—though that may have been a parental demand rather than a choice.
One day, I asked my daughter what she and her brother chatted about during their 20-minute walks. “I’m not telling you, Mom,” she replied cheekily. “Some things are just between siblings.” I felt a moment of disappointment, but then I realized this was exactly what I wanted for them—a special bond that surpasses anything else. They might share giggles over the dorky stuff we do as parents or spill secrets about crushes and worries, and while I’m curious, I also appreciate that some conversations are meant for just them.
Today, they received their schedules in the mail. As my daughter reviewed the papers with her brother, she discovered they share the same floor for every class. It may seem typical for a two-story school, but I find comfort in their proximity. Soon enough, they may be off to different schools, homes, or even states. But for now, they have this last year together.
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In summary, my kids are navigating their last year together in high school, and I can’t help but hope they find solace and support in each other during this transitional time.