Essay: Maria and the Christmas of 2005

by Gillan Ritchie

*Author’s Note:  Names and locations have been changed due to the sensitive nature of the piece.

I am an only child, and growing up was sometimes a little lonely. I had friends that I could hang out with and share secrets with but for me, I always wondered what it would be like to have a sibling. All of my friends who had siblings told me they were jealous of me being an only child. Well, I was jealous of them for having siblings.
I think due to my upbringing and being an only child, I have learned to be self-sufficient. There are occasions where I can be selfish – the con of being an only child – but when it comes down to it, I really love to share and give. I wanted a sibling who I could share experiences with and be there for them whenever they needed it.

Even at the age of 25, I still sometimes wonder what it would be like to have a sibling and the ups and downs that come with that type of relationship.

Read the full personal essay at quailbellmagazine.com.
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