Did you have the frustrations of being a child with an older sibling?
The first time my older brother went on a date, I was about 5 years old. And I wanted to go too. After all, he was going to a movie with a friend and he was staying up past bedtime. There was no fair reason that I couldn’t go with him.
And I remember the little grin on his face as I got madder and madder.
I wasn’t wrong about bedtime. It was a rule. So, why was it OK with Mom and Dad that my brother break the rules? And if it was OK for him to break the rules then it should be OK for me to break them too! Continue reading THE FRUSTRATIONS OF OUR DIFFERENCES