I have been sharing since I was in utero. I am a twin. I had to share my mom's belly. 9 months of sharing 1 square foot. Sharing was not our speciality and we kicked at mom's belly want my brother still didn't turn. I refused to give up the little bit of space I had so he could turn.
Growing up we shared onesies, pets, toys, cars, plastic dinosaurs, rooms, TV time, Grandparents, animal cups, bubble bath, birthday parties, food, and more.
In school we were taught to share all of our experiences in show & tell, we wore Ms. X's awesome white 1960's boots (yes, all girls had to share) in kindergarten, books, crayons, and every little thing that we said "mine" to when we were 2-3 years old.
We shared teachers. One even called me by my brothers name. We had to share that too??? That one kind of upset me as my parents raised us as individuals. They never referred to us as "the twins" in any sentence. We each had a name and they used it and encouraged us to be individuals; while sharing our TI-83.
When boys & girls no longer had cooties, we shared friends. Seeing each other dating our friends was kinda weird. Yet, we were so use to sharing so it never crossed our minds to tell each other no.
Next, we shared long distance cell phone minutes when we lived across the country from each other. We both were okay with that one because we loved talking to each other. Guess what? We were "sharing" our experiences! Ah, lesson learned, right?
Then we got older and had to share our twin with a spouse. Thank goodness we both love each other picks. Now, I also share my brother with his son. Great little guy to take time away from me. I don't mind sharing at all.
All of those wonderful sharing lessons learned and adapted to sooooo.....
Does my spouse HAVE to share his sick germs??? I do not mind sharing the household and garden chores. I do not mind sharing a car when one has to go into the shop. I do not mind sharing my ice cream, for Pete's sake. I actually like sharing kisses (wink).
I am saying MINE and going to try to keep them to myself, just like my small space in your belly...sorry Mom lesson being ignored.
So that I do not accidentally share- as it is ingrained in my being: Do not get within 1 foot of me, do not share my clothes, don't drive my car, and stay away all family and friends. I love you, therefore, I am not going to share!
