Remember those days when you were little and your brother or sister got sick?
Maybe they had the stomach flu or a perhaps a fever? And everyone, including you, joined in the rally cry to take extra good care of them?
Grandma would bring over chicken noodle soup……
and mom would buy soda crackers and 7-Up, just for them.
“That’s OK,” you’d think. “I’m healthy enough to run around and play, eat a full supper, go to school…I don’t need any pop or crackers.”
“I’m a good sister, I won’t be jealous. They’re sick, after all.”
But slowly you started to get tired of all the attention your sibling was getting.
Grandma came by a second time with jello.
Their friends were calling to see how they were.
And you had seen them playing a little bit….especially when Mom wasn’t looking.
That was the moment you were able to justify the sheath of crackers that somehow ended up in your room.
And that glass of 7-Up you chugged down when no one was looking.
This?
This, my friends…..
is a lot like that.
