The Love of Children

KidsOverTheYearsNothing demonstrates real love for another person as the love of a child for his/her sibling. I can see it in my kiddos eyes everyday. Now granted, this isn’t something I often witness because I’m used to catching them in the act of doing something wrong. But there are still those moments I catch where all I can see between them is love and adoration. And it makes me take the time to think: when is it we lose the ability to love someone in that capacity?

The kiddos love for each other is so firm and so real. The way LG looks at Little Dude in adoration and the way he looks at her in amazement. I can look back at earlier childhood photos of them and see it standing out clearly. I always stand back in awe of the way these two have made their love for each other so transparent and powerful. Even on days where it seems that all they do is fight, or try their best to annoy me, at some point, they show that love. The love of a child is like none other.

Little Dude never had a problem with welcoming LG into the family. Even the first time he laid eyes on her, and “held” her for the first time, that love was apparent and visible in his eyes and his actions. He wore it on his sleeve and in his smile. He always accepted that she was his “sissy” and the love developed right from the start. His eyes still light up when seeing her and playing with her. When they get off the bus they are always happy to be home together. When one of them is home sick, that glow appears when they are reunited after school. They show concern for each other at times and a genuine need to see that the other is okay.

Even before  having the ability to smile and that first cute laugh, LG had always been drawn to Little Dude. She spent long moments as a baby just staring at him, and studying him. She never smiled as big or laughed as hard for anyone else. Just her “bubby” and her best friend. As she began to grow and he began pre-k, the separation from each other was apparently a dampener to their spirits. But no matter, there was always a small sign of gratitude to be be back in each other’s presence again. Perhaps it’s a little of being her brother and a little being the one to copy and learn from as her skills develop and she grows in leaps and bounds in her first few years.  Maybe it’s how, now that they are older, they can understand and relate to each other that much more. Regardless, her smile, her giggle, her waving of hands and squeals of delight say it all. She loves her brother with a love that is incomprehensible.

Now that Little Dude is 6 and LG is 4, the bond has grown stronger than ever imaginable. She would follow him right off a cliff if he said “Come on sissy”. Little Dude would hit, or scream at, or headbutt anyone whom he considers a threat to his little sister. Well, that is until she becomes a threat to him. Which is quite often I might add. This in itself though creates a sort of humor in childhood love. They would follow each other to the ends of the world and back. As long as they both won, and the other didn’t get there first, or “cheat” to get there.

Both of them are sensitive to the emotions of the other. They know each other’s feelings with a certainty that I cannot figure out. Sure, I know their feelings as well, but this is a real deep understanding they have with each other. They know better than me or Mommy what each other is feeling. Such an incredible idea to ponder. And I have, many times, with the same conclusion: I lost the ability to have that same understanding.

So when is it that we lose the ability to love like this? To not hesitate and not question, just let it be? When, down the line of growing up do we become so desensitized that we can love, but love so shallow? I can always hope and pray that these two will never lose focus and understanding of this love. The love of a child for another. Uncomplicated, unrestrained, unequivocally matched by any other emotion. I can only try my hardest to regain a bit of that deeper kind of love for others. For family, for friends, for mankind in general. We can only pray that we foster those deep connections in our children now, and down the line.

Perhaps, just maybe, it’s what the world needs. The love of a child. A little of it in all of us.

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