I was faced with a big sister reality this week. We all know that I'll take off gallivanting around the world anytime and not worry too much about it. And I've discovered that when my friends or students head abroad I'm nothing but excited for (and somewhat jealous of) them.
However, when my "baby" brother Nick (20) announced that he was heading to London over his spring break, I instantly started to worry. I was happy that he had decided to start traveling as he's always been a homebody, but dang... those big sister instincts sure did kick in.
He left this past Friday and we had a nice phone conversation before he took off... I was giving him some last minute (solicited) advice and that led to an "in case of an emergency, here are some options for you..." speech. After I'd given a few examples he started laughing and pointed out the statistical likelihood of my "possible scenarios." Maybe it's because I do too much work with risk management, maybe it's because I've found myself in situations that were a little sketchy while traveling or maybe it's because Nick has always had a wild streak to him. In any case, I was feeling protective and worried.
Upon further reflection I remembered that I had those same feelings when Dan (my other baby brother, 24) trekked across the country this past summer to move to a new state (approximately 5 months after I did the same thing).
I am so grateful for both of my younger brothers and love them dearly. Even though they are intelligent and completely capable men, I still get protective. I can only imagine what it'll be like if I ever have kids... heaven help them.
1 comment:
Yes. I am happy. You should do more posts like this.
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