Some of you may not know this about me but I’m the youngest of 8 kids. I get all kinds of reactions when I tell people that but the most common reaction is fascination. What’s that like? 8 kids? No way. Wow.
Well, okay, I’ll tell you what it’s like. It’s chaos. It’s noisy. It’s crowded. But mostly it can be a whole lot of fun. There are 4 brothers and 4 sisters. So it’s a little like The Brady Bunch (if the Brady Bunch were Hispanic and Catholic and lived in a teeny tiny house). And now that we’re older I think our entire family including grandkids and now great grandkids is somewhere around 45 people. Whew!
There are some definite drawbacks to growing up in a house of 8 kids:
- You pretty much NEVER get your own brand new clothes. (this is why we all love to shop now)
- There are a whole lot of talkers and not a lot of listeners. (this still holds true)
- You never get to eat more than one Oreo, Twinkie, or popsicle because you need to make sure there’s enough for everyone.
- There are very few secrets.
- And you can never have Thanksgiving dinner without putting rented tables in the garage just so that everyone can sit down.
All that being said, I have to admit that the upsides are pretty cool. I think the best part about being one of 8 kids is that it’s like being a member of a very exclusive club. Or maybe a wolf pack. Because you do have to develop a thick skin. I always say that the unofficial family mantra is “Get your sh*t together and quit feeling sorry for yourself”. In other words, if one of the 8 of us is making a mistake, chances are that one (if not more than one) sibling is gonna let you know. There are lots of checks and balances with this many people. But, believe it or not, all of that comes from the best place.
When times are going good for you, it’s like having your own built-in fan club. And when times are going bad for you, it’s like having your own built-in support group. If there’s one thing you can count on, it’s that even in the worst of times, there are definitely at least 7 other people in this great big world who have your back.
So when one of us gets some bad news or is facing a challenge, then all of us are ready to rally. What can we do? How can we help? What do you need?
And what I want everyone to remember is that when bad things happen, it’s only to remind us of the beauty and love in our lives. It’s to remind us to appreciate the people that matter. The people who are ALWAYS there for you no matter what the circumstances. And for me, those people are my 7 siblings. They are sisters and brothers but they are friends and supporters too. They are the people I admire and the people whose opinion matters most to me. I feel like I was born under a lucky star when I got this family. This post is dedicated to them.
I love you guys! You can be pains in the rear ends sometimes but Lord, what would we do without each other?