Siblings

I have three younger siblings, all girls. I swear that the world must hate me some days when I have to deal with the tears and the drama of so many girls. Especially the two youngest who are both teenagers in high school. I may complain but I do miss my sisters. One is in college, one lives in North Carolina, and the other lives with me and my wife. Alyssa is 15 and though we are alike we are also insanely different. She is the girly girl with emotions that run wild and her biggest downfall is her heart. She lives by her emotions and her "go to" thing when she is upset, mad, hurt, scared or anything is tears. She is very much like my wife in that aspect and I have no idea what to do when she breaks down other than walk away or turn up my video games. I am different in the fact that I am very logical and let my mind rule my decisions versus my emotions. However, Alyssa and I are very alike in the fact that we reflect our emotions off of each other. When I am upset with her for being, well the only way to explain it is a teenager, I tell her. We had very different childhoods so I may be stricter on her than she wants. She cries and yells, well then I yell. It turns into a screaming match sometimes with my wife left to referee the match to be sure no one kills the other. Through all of the ups and downs and figuring out how to handle the emotional rollercoaster known as a female teenager, I have found that I love her more like my child than my sister. She has shown me that I can be a better parent than I ever thought I would. She has shown me that my heart is big enough to give my unconditional, always supportive love to someone other than my wife. Although I love all my siblings and would move the world for them, I feel like they are able to handle the world on their own without as much assistance, but when I think of Alyssa all I see is a five year old who needs me to hold her hand and protect her from the monsters knocking on her door.