So I’m starting to write in my blog. I’m a writer, or at least I claim to be, and I figured I should start writing a blog. It’s going to be about important things that happen in my life or social commentary or whatever I feel like writing. In time, hopefully you gracious people of planet earth will start reading my posts and I’ll get more of an idea of what you would like to read. But, for now, I shall write whatever I want to write. I guess that’s the point of a blog, right? I’ve followed and read blogs and have attempted to have my own a few times. They usually failed because I got bored of what I was writing. So bear with me and if anybody is reading…..well, enjoy.
Monday morning I walked my nephew to his first day of pre-kindergarten. I won’t lie when I say it was a bit emotional. My nephew is my oldest brother’s first son. Even though my nephew is 3 years old now, it’s sometimes still amazing to me to see my big brother with a son. When I know someone for a long time, such as family members or close friends, no matter how old we get, I forever think of them as a certain age. I see my big brother as 18/19 years old still. I don’t know why it’s that age, but in my head he’s still that young.
We walked with my sister-in-law, her parents, my youngest brother, my mom, and my dog, Nelly. He was probably the only boy in the class who had an entourage of people leading him to school. I watched him walk as we made our way up the street. He had his little Elmo backpack on. He was so excited to be around everybody. I think we all took away some of his nervousness of going to school. As we walked, I got a little teary eyed. I felt so lucky to be able to walk my nephew to school. It’s such a simple thing. We just walked up the street, I gave him a hug, and that was it. But it was so special. I also felt kinda of old, but that’s besides the point. Walking him to school made me realize that this is what life is all about. It’s all about each other, being there for each other, whether it’s family or friends. These are the moments that we’ll never forget.
Love is what it’s all about.
My perspective on life changed a lot when I first became an aunt three years ago. It really is life-altering. I feel like I was granted this honorable role, this super important responsibility. I have this new feeling of wanting to make him and my niece proud of me. It’s like an extra oomph to keep making good decisions and live a respectable life. I felt the same way when I became an aunt a second time. It was a little bit different though because the second time I got a niece. I am the only girl in my immediate family and the only girl on my dad’s side. It was magical when my niece was born. I feel an even bigger responsibility for her because we are the only Sprandio girls and I am her Godmother. What an honor. I used to not like my place in the family, fourth out of five. But I feel as though it’s really good for me to be in the place I am. Being able to see my nephew and niece as often as I do and being able to learn how to take care of a child is invaluable. When I was younger, I used to say I never wanted to get married or have children. I haven’t a clue why I ever said that, I guess I was a weird little girl. Let’s be real, I’m still a weird little girl. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve developed a desire to want to raise a family and my experiences with my nephew and niece have only made me want that life more. I know I’m only 25, but sometimes I think, I’m already 25. I’m starting to think in a couple years, I’ll be ready for this step that my big brother has already taken. WEIRD. And who knows if that will happen or not….but in my current situation it could. If it isn’t in the cards for me, then I’m happy just being an aunt.
I don’t know if my brother and sister-in-law have any idea how big of an influence they are on me and the rest of my brothers. They’re the perfect example to follow.
I’ve been worrying a lot about what path my life is going to take, but being with my family and playing with the kids, helps me not to worry as much. I realize how much support I have around me and how I’m already doing just fine. Things will progress as they are meant to progress. I don’t know how this post went from walking my nephew to school to how I worry about my path in life. My thought process is bizarre.
I guess the point of this post was just commenting on how important it is to enjoy the smaller moments in life, how important it is to enjoy each other. Humans get caught up in work and other responsibilities and sometimes we don’t stop to look around and make time for the people who matter most.