Today my mom came back from her trip!
I didn't realize how much I missed her until I realize how long she was gone! (about 2 months) But it seems like she didn't miss me much. When I went to get her at the airport she barely looked at me. She told me to get her luggage. When my baby sister was going to her she smiled like she owned the world and raced to her. I was left behind to get the luggage with my dad. My dad said he could handle it. So I went to give my mom a hug. She didn't hug me back. I understand that. I mean, when I was younger she never really liked physical contact. I spent most of my time with my dad. Because I know he'd hug me back. But I figured this one time she'd hug me back. I mean she hasn't seen me in a while I thought that maybe she'd miss me. If she did miss me, she definitely didn't show it. In fact she almost completely ignored me.
I wish I was little again. She always paid attention to me. She'd give me a hug at least once a week! I really loved it. I wish I was the youngest again. Don't get me wrong. I'm not wishing for my little sister to never have been born. I may say some horrible things about her. But she is,none the less, my younger sister.
Unfortunately,I care for her. I would never want her to be gone.
In my culture the oldest gets the most respect. Whereas the youngest is spoiled. But where does that leave the middle child? What is she/he given? Of course I have been somewhat spoiled 9 years of my life but it wasn't too serious. Now that I am the middle child I will always be compared to either the oldest or the youngest. I will not get as much attention as the youngest or the eldest. So where does that leave me, I wonder? I suppose it will be fine. I'll grow up and forget about this. I'll be fine. I'll just suck it up and move on. Can't get any worst,right? ^_^
quote:
Suck it up and move forward. Better things will get to you eventually.
-Me
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