Sunday, January 29, 2006

Thoughts on a pretty boring life I guess (read at your own risk)

In my last blog I told you that this week I'd write about being alone with my parents now that my closest brother has left for the MTC. A couple weeks ago I thought I was probably going to die, but well...I guess I haven't yet. My extended family only left yesterday so maybe the reality of being alone just hasn't quite kicked in. So I guess today I'll analyze why I haven't started feeling completely alone after my brother has left on his mission.

I've had five brothers before this one leave on missions, and none of them ever really phased me (ofcourse they were all at least seven or more years older than me, not just two). Possibly I don't feel too abandonded because I'm so used to having brothers leave on missions.

Also like I said before, my extended family only left yesterday so maybe I just haven't noticed that I'm by myself yet.

Now that my brother is gone, I get all of his stuff. His car, his phone, his palm pilot, his hamster etc. Maybe all of his stuff has replaced him.

Maybe I'm too unemotional to care that my brother has left me with my parents. Probably not, but there could be some evidence to prove this though. At the MTC when they said," missionaries this way, families that way," my other brother and I were kind of chuckling because our family was the only family not crying. My family is extremly unemotional and I'm part of it.

I think the true reason I'm not feeling too much withdrawl is that I just haven't realized he's gone yet. I'll hear the door close downstairs or something and I'll still think,"oh Greg's home," or I'll see something dumb happen at school and I'll think, "Greg will get a kick out of this." Even at this very moment I'm subconsciously waiting for him to come home from his single's ward so I can tell him about this stupid thing I did at church today. Well anyways so that's why I'm not feeling too alone yet. But probably it'll hit me sometime next week that I don't have anyone to play football with or to rub my parents off onto. So don't be surprised if I'm suddenly really insensitive and mean or something next week. jk

3 comments:

Katrina said...

Kathryn~
I hope your bro is having a good time. So do you get to drive to school now?

The Last Popsicle Stand said...

Thanks I hope he's having a good time too. Yeah I guess I will every once in a while.

dancer said...

Your family is the opposite of mine--my problem is going to be that my youngest siblings won't remember me living at home. Maybe you can give me some pointers as to how to stay close. I hope everything works out for the best.
I guess for this time I don't need to ask how your day was, but I sure (I love that word) hope that only good things happen. But I know that you can get triumphantly through even the bad.