In law school, it’s very easy to have no social life, whatsoever. In fact, I remember on the first day of orientation, the Dean told us to warn our family and friends of our likelihood disappear from the world for the next three years. However, I refused to lose my sanity, and opted for better organization and time management. While I’m always reminding people that “me” time is just as important to your happiness, as keeping up your health and fitness are, so is social hour.
In fact, studies have shown that those who have tighter social networks tend to live about 50% longer, than those who have not tended to their relationships as much. Now, I’m not saying you should designate a night every weekend to paint the town and blur the stars with whiskey, but don’t let work get in the way of you being a living human being.
This weekend, I set aside time to bond with my family—especially my brother. He goes back to school next week, so I probably won’t see him until Thanksgiving. My brother is three years younger than me, and we grew up really close. I mean we fought, sometimes a lot, but for the most part we did almost everything together. My mom even dressed us in matching outfits. It was ridiculous—but they definitely served for great photos to look back on.
There was a period though, where we not only drifted apart, but it was like we drifted apart with great friction between us. It broke my heart, but I didn’t do much to help the situation. We were simply consumed in our own worlds. He was in high school slowly growing up, and I was in college growing up. On top of that, we just have such different interests. During that time, I feared that my relationship with my brother was doomed, and the idea of that really tore me apart. As my mom and dad like to remind us from time to time, we don’t have other siblings, so it just comes down to the two of us, and we need to look out for one another. Other people would tell me it was just growing pains, and I hoped with everything they were right.
Since I started law school, our relationship has become so much closer. When I first started noticing this, I didn’t even dare say it out loud, because I was afraid of jinxing it; but I think it’s safe to revel in it now. Despite our differences, we’re actually quite similar people—so similar in some ways, it freaks me out. No matter what though, he will always be my baby brother, and I love him like I love no other.
This weekend we got massages, and are hopefully hitting the shooting range soon. I've cherished every second of my brother's presence and company, even the small bickering that is ever part of our ever blossoming relationship. Well, I probably don't really enjoying the bickering, so much as it always brings me great humility to see my own flaws in both of us--it shows us how subtle, yet strong our influences can be on one anot
Value the relationships you have in your life, nourish them, and don’t hesitate to turn to them in times of big and small oopses. Fact of life: we need each other.
BIG LOVE & BIG HUGS