The Sister Project is beginning to write down its rules for sisterhood. Mine follow; Paige and Marion have some, too. We hope you’ll add to the list.
M Y RULES FOR sisterhood are split in two categories, because I see my role as sister to a brother as being quite different from my role as sister to my friends.
Rules for being a sister to a brother:
1. Maintain a list (mental or otherwise) of offenses that happened long ago that you can use in your favor at a later date.
Just recently, I reminded my brother of the time he knocked the wind out of me in front of our cousins as a good example of why he owes me a favor. Note: Don’t think I’m heinous for doing this. T continuously brings up the time I took a bottle-finishing swig of his Tang beverage 18 years ago as proof of why he should never share food with me again.
2. Make fun of your parents.
Sometimes the only way to keep from breaking-down when we think about our parents’ messy divorce is to start laughing. And there is no better subject than the thing that we have most in common. Every once and a while, we get on these rolls of Dad impersonations that leave us both hyperventilating.
3. Keep things rambunctious.
Chances are (unless you have an anger-management problem) that your siblings are the only people you can get away with beating up. Take advantage of that outlet. I do.
Rules for being a sister to your girlfriends:
1. Hold their hair/heads/hands. (When they’re puking/crying/scared.)
2. Keep their secrets when you want to; spill them when you have to. There’s a fine line between those two, which friends must navigate with care.
3. Make endless fun of prom photos (and other ridiculous memorabilia)—it’s the best way to keep from taking yourself too seriously (proof of ridiculous prom photo to come).
What are the rules of sisterhood that you live by? Any of these resonate with you?
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My favorite example of sisterhood rules is about making fun of parents together… or at least venting. I love that I can go on and on to my sister about our parents, without her shutting me up. She just listens and interjects here or there, and we both feel GREAT afterward! I’m thinking more about my best rule.
Welcome Rachel! Thanks for contributing. Although my brother and I don’t always have the same complaints about our parents, he’s a great confidant for parental problems.