I have always been the third child. I have always had two older sister, and 11 months after I was born, one younger brother. My siblings have helped shaped me over the years in to the person that I am today. Kamara, Kristina & Kyle are three amazing people who mean so much to me.
Over the years I have learned just how lucky I am to have siblings. Although I would be lying if I said I haven’t dreamt of the luxuries of being an only-child, I would be sad to have missed the relationships that was formed between my siblings and I. Growing up it’s nice to have older siblings look out for you, support you and help protect you if needed. Having a younger sibling follow you around and want to be like you, although irritating as hell sometimes, can also be an ego-boost(That’s right Kyle, it’s your fault!).
For an elementary school recital I had to learn how to dance the Polka. I was 9, and had no idea what that was. My eldest sister Kamara, already used to forcing Kyle and I to learn dancing was happy to teach me the steps I needed to learn. Not only that, but the music teacher was so impressed with my dancing, that I got to be the lead dancer. Although lead dancer in an elementary school recital in Hutto Texas doesn’t amount to a hill of beans in the real world, as a young kid it meant the world to me.
In the small town I grew up in, the middle school and high school were in one building. I was in 6th grade and my sister Kristina was a senior and I thought it was so cool to see her from time to time. One day, an English teacher (evil Mr. White) wrote on my report card that I had failed and wouldn’t be allowed to continue on the cheerleading team. I was devastated. Kristina (being a genius at numbers, among other things) looked at my grades and knew that I hadn’t failed. She took everything directly to Mr. White and explained to him that I hadn’t failed and if he didn’t correct this error before my next cheerleading event, she would go directly to the principle. Mr. White changed it, and Kristina proved what a badass (and nerd) she actually was.
Poor Kyle. As we always were at the same school, aside from that 1 year, we had too much time together. Kyle didn’t like to be embarrassed, but he got embarrassed too easily for my liking. I felt as the older brother I should help him with this fear. So, I made it a point to yell across the crowded cafeteria to him just to say “Hi.” Kyle was kind enough to drive me around though when he got his new truck in high school. Even today when I go to Texas to visit, he’s always sweet enough to get me a sweet iced tea.
All four of us kids had different experiences growing up. We were not rich by any means, but we always felt loved and safe. We laughed a lot growing up and that humor still resigns in each of us today. There are many jokes, quotes or saying that only the four of us will get. We don’t expect anyone else to understand, but we are delighted when someone does.
People often ask me what I miss about Texas. I tell them “Nothing, just my family.” However, now that Kamara is studying in England, and Kristina is hiking, biking, skiing and exploring all of Colorado, I have to change my statement to Kyle and my Dad. Although it is sad that growing older we all now live in different places, It is nice to know that if I ever needed anything, I can call on them and I would get their support.
Kamara, Kristina & Kyle, I love you very much. Thank you for all of the laughs and all of the love.
This following only applies to my siblings:
“What, the crops?”
“Lucky I cant see far with this leg.”
“She’s sleeping now.”
“That’s right, the Harry Crumb!”
“The word ‘Unblowupable’ is thrown around a lot these days.”
“We could own our very own damn pyramid, like the ones up to Egypt, Africa!”
“I was sayin’ just this mornin’ at the weekly prayer breakfast, in this historic capital, that it behooves both the Jews and the Arabs to settle their differences in a Christian manner.”