Story of my life

When you grow up in a big family, you get used to the constant drama that goes along with having so many relatives. It’s not that my family is ever going through anything that other people don’t, it’s just that when there are so many people to worry about, somebody is always going through something, and you start to see parallels between television soap operas and the events occurring right in front of you.

With five girls in a 10-year span, you might expect that growing up, there was a lot of commotion, a ton of fights and a long wait for the bathroom every morning. There were also two separate “missing persons” incidents. Of course, on both occasion, the “missing person” was never actually missing, just out for a walk or at the neighbor’s house. There were emergency room visits for everything from a sprained ankle to accidentally drinking household cleaners, and the number of sister vs. sister disputes was astronomical. Those events all seem rather quaint compared to the drama of our adult lives.



With all five girls now out of the house, you might think the drama would begin to slow, and that maybe a more calm and peaceful attitude would now prevail.

You’d be wrong. Since reaching adulthood, the drama seems to have increased tenfold. I don’t know if it’s because we have added more members to the family by getting married and having children or if this is just the way life goes, but the insanity that seemed to occasionally invade our lives as children is running rampant now that we are all adults.

We still have the occasional “missing person.” Of course, they still aren’t actually missing, just more secretive about their activites, but we don’t realize that until after we’ve activated the family phone tree, sent out search parties and notified the authorities.

The number of emergencies seems to have actually increased. In the past year alone, my family members have had multiple hospital visits, car accidents, heart breaks and even a house fire. I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure this could be an entire month’s story line on “Days of Our Lives.”

Maybe this is just the way life is, and the number of crazy events just continues to increase as we grow up, but if that is the case, I’m not sure I’m ever going to be able to survive another five years like the last five, at least not without a straightjacket.

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