Baby Taco: 6 months tomorrow!
I have 2 younger siblings. My sister is 5 years younger than me and my brother is 10 years younger. Yesterday my brother graduated high school and my sister will graduate from college this summer. I have been so lucky to say that I have a pretty great relationship with both of them and have some advice for both of them in their time of transition.
For my sister: You are so smart. Really. I have always been jealous of how easy things come to you. How you can study and work hard and get amazing grades. But after this, unless you go to grad school you will no longer have to worry about your GPA. You’ve done it. After all the tears and frustration you are done. No more group projects or grades. You’re done. I wish I could tell you things will get easier. And in some ways they will. You have found yourself a great boyfriend, you already have a job and you’re already living on your own.
You are so much more mature than I was when I graduated. Sure, I had my future husband but that was about it. I was destined on wanting to change the world. When I was in college, I was in all sorts of clubs and activities centeralized on “fighting the power”. I thought that after graduating life would continue like that. I could find a job where I would be making a real change. You and I both know that didn’t happen and there were some hard times for me after graduating. You took all those hard times and turned them into your motivation. I know that if I had to go through the things that you did, I would crumble under the pressure but you kept going.
I want you to know that it is ok to relax. It’s ok to take a day or even a week to focus on yourself. Yes, money is tight and I know you are responsible but live a little. Go on a trip, get a pedicure, take a day with your boyfriend where you spend all day in your undies relaxing. You deserve to smile. And you deserve to feel good about yourself and all your accomplishments.
To my brother: I know I give you a hard time. By the time me and your sister graduated we had a job, we were going to college and had a direction. I want to let you know that it is ok to be different from us. Too often our parents and even I have been guilty of comparing my experience to yours and why you’re not at the place that I was at your age. As I watched your graduation last night and saw your smile, I finally was able to see that you’re not a baby. That you’re not like me or our sister. You are your own person. I know our relationship is not something so serious. We don’t have deep discussions where we figure out lifes problems. We mostly joke and send eachother memes. That’s ok too. You’re not your sister and you’re not me.
You will find a job. You will go to school or the military. You will learn how to be an adult. It takes time and it won’t be perfect. There is a lot of trial and error to those things and don’t feel like because you failed at one thing doesn’t mean you will fail at everything. Keep being funny but also don’t be afriad to let people know the real you. You are sweet and kind and life is not always trying to bring you down.
To both of my babies: It’s ok to not know what you want to be when you grow up. It’s ok to change jobs a million times, to learn new things and explore. The years that you spend in school do not define you. You will grow and change. Hopefully you settle down, get married and maybe make a couple of Tacos of your own. But if you don’t that’s ok too! You are both so great and so different and that to me is what makes you both so loveable. Of course you’re my siblings so you guys are still a pain in my ass but I can’t even begin to say how proud I am.
As your big sister I have seen both of you grow up. I saw both of you take your first steps, learn how to read, develop your own personalities and see both of you become much taller than me. Before Taco, you guys were my babies. Through moms hard times, I was so lucky that I got to take care of both of you. Now to see you both so grown up makes me a little sad. I look at pictures and see the matching dresses my sister and I would wear or how I could pick my brother up and toss him in the air. Those days are gone. Now we sit and talk about life and our day. We make fun of dad and when all 3 of us are together, you know it’s trouble. We make a good team. We fight, we have hated eachother and we could not be more different if we tried but we love each other and have a bond that most siblings would be lucky to have. I love so so much I and S. I am so incredibly proud of how far you have come in life and can’t wait what the next chapter in your lives have in store for you.