In my family I’m both the oldest sibling and the only girl, so throughout my childhood I was usually insulted when my brothers copied my ‘original’ idea’s or pissed if they taddled on me. As time passes, I realize that being an older sibling is one of the largest, most unique privileges in the world– with that being said, I’ve composed another list of 5 things you realize being the oldest sibling.
1) What being a role model really means. At first you never understood why your brothers wanted to be around your stuffed animals and tea parties. You also questioned why they played around with your makeup and clothes– which led to many interesting conversations with your parents. Now, you know how much your siblings value your actions and opinion, so lead a good example because somehow they’re a reflection of you too.
2) Patience. It wasn’t easy teaching them soccer or social cues. Nor was it fun waiting for them to turn 19 (well I’m still waiting), but worst of all was horror of watching your younger siblings receive a gameboy, cell phone, and a longer curfew AGES before you did. You quickly learn this is the price to pay for being the oldest. But through everything, you taught your siblings to wait their turn and love the age their in, because some things are meant to come with time.
3) You need them just as much as they need you. Every family event or vacation is always dull without your siblings, and partying with them is way more fun than you ever expected. Surprisingly as you get older, you realize that their company is necessary, their opinion on everything becomes extremely refreshing, and their advice is just as valuable as yours is to them.
4) Sometimes you actually have to lose the battle to win the war. Whether it be over shotgun, the car itself or the last slice of pizza– together you and your siblings figured out that victory isn’t so sweet if you can’t celebrate with the people you love the most.
5) Distance really does make the heart grows fonder. When I left for school I was pumped to live alone, but in reality my little brother came to visit campus about 7 times throughout first year. This is when I realized home is in people not places. Whenever I come back from school, my brothers are always taller, somehow smarter, but still the same weirdos I know and love. When you’re reunited with your siblings, you feel energized and at home all at once because time apart makes you realize how much you really love each other.
Till next time,