to vote for favorites. Only 6 votes needed to get on the list.My three1 sister’s and I voted on who was my mother’s favorite. If we had to rank ourselves where would we each fall.
This is not something we did as children but recently, as adults. When we tallied the votes the number two and three spots were a toss up, but we all agreed on who Mom’s favorite is, and that I am last, I am loved the least.2
We thought it was funny but Mom cried when we told her that story. Was it that such an election was slightly monstrous? Partly, I’m sure, but mostly she was upset that I didn’t feel loved.
My sister’s and I never gave that idea much thought. It’s why we held our vote without reservations; being the least favorite is no hardship. I am last on a list of people that have never felt anything but love and support.
I have come to realize what a rarity that is. What a different place the world would be if it was not. Go hug your kids and give your parents a call.
Merry Christmas
Footnotes
- I have three sisters I share genetic traits with and two step sisters. So I have three or five depending on the context of the story [↩]
- To compound the injury we also voted to see who our favorite sibling is and the same sister won unanimously. [↩]
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It still hurts me to read that – you need to know that you are only last on the list because you are not as needy as your sisters and we have spent less time together. The love, however, is just as great coming your way.
Oh, geez dirk – way to bring up the horror for mom again. Poor woman.
You must quantify the story by saying that mom has spent many a phone call trying to engage you in more discussion like us girls, but you just won’t have anything to do with it
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