Birds of a Feather
My oldest sister is not a sports fan of any kind, but if they are on, she always cheers for the bird teams. Interestingly, she actually dislikes birds a lot, so it is funny that she always cheers for them.
She and I also share a love for Disney birds; Iago, Scuttle and the four vultures from the Jungle Book are some of our favorite characters. I was once chased by a turkey vulture and I didn’t find it amusing, but perhaps it is because he didn’t sing to me in a charming British accent.
When it comes to my sisters, the saying is true: birds of a feather flock together. My oldest sister and I are only a few years apart and have been inseparable since the day she was born. As adults, I am still especially close with all of my siblings, and even with their spouses, who are like siblings to me as well!
My youngest sister and I share a slightly larger age gap, but we are still very close. She was the one who mentioned to me the other day about the importance of a buddy system, and I have thought a lot about that since.
I remember in my first swimming lesson, we were assigned buddies. Buddies looked out for each other. We made sure we had each other on the bus from the school to the swimming pool, that we left the locker room together, and that we kept a lookout for each other in the pool. It was safer for everyone with a buddy.
And so it has been in the rest of my life, even as an adult. Ecclesiastes tells us that two are better than one because, “If either one of them falls down, one can help the other up.”
My sisters and I have been accused of being unusually close as if it is a bad thing. We are in communication with each other every day. We help each other through life’s emotional problems, and we help each other with chores. Just last weekend, my sister came over and helped me cut down six trees in my yard. And we had a marvelous time! It was certainly better than doing it alone!
I love my alone time, there is no doubt about it. According to the Myers Briggs assessment, I am right on the line between introvert and extrovert, and I definitely need my space to recharge and refresh myself. But when I need a friend, my flock is there. We can laugh together and in some ways, our laughs sound alike. When loneliness strikes, they are there. When there is a frightening moment, we are there for each other. And no one is more fun to be with because no explanations are ever needed.
I have been blessed to have a built-in buddy system. Whether we are clucking like hens or fighting like buzzards or just flocking together like a bunch of geese, I am glad we have each other!