my sister

What you feel means nothing. People don’t care how you feel. It’s what you do to the people you love that means something. How you treat them, what they see, that’s what really matters. I guess you could call what I have been going through a quarter life crisis, if I live to be 96 that is. If you have been keeping up with my blog then you will surely know that I am crazy, and a little bit of a bitch too, but mostly I’ve been taking stock of how I ended up here
My sister is very blunt, she doesn’t possess the sympathy gene either, nor does she even try to fake it. My sister is a lot like me in the sense that she says exactly what she is thinking without regard for other people’s feelings. With me, she doesn’t care if the truth will hurt my feelings, she feels it is her job as an older sister to say “I told you so” as often as possible! So as we were saying goodbye she left me with this nugget of wisdom.
“Good luck at school. Don’t fuck it up, the least you could do is not drop out the first semester. Mom and dad will be too far away to come bail your ass out!”
Let me translate that for you… “Good luck at school, I know you’ll do great!” Now I’m sure you’re thinking that what actually happened was she said the latter and I interpreted the former, but in reality, my sister said those very words to me. Little nuggets of wisdom by Rebecca Mesh McCaffery.
I love my sister because she is always honest with me. She is always the first to say I told you so, and the first to tell me how much I crapped all over my life, she was the first person to tell me how fucked up I am, and suggest therapy, but because she is my sister I rarely take her advice. But looking back I’m pretty sure if I had taken EVERY piece of advice she had given me in the last six years I would be a much different person, with a lot less heart ache and screw ups in my past. It’s taken me 24 years to realize just how right she is.
If Bec has taught me one thing in my life, it’s to laugh. Laugh at myself, and laugh at my mistakes. She has taught me to not take life so seriously, or I will never get out alive (can anyone name the movie I just quoted???). If I can laugh at my mistakes then I can learn from them. No one in the world can make me laugh as hard as my sister, and no one has taught me as much as my sister has.
So my quarter life crisis went as such. I realized what a loser I was, and then I remembered to laugh at myself, and could finally recognize and appreciate that it’s ok to be a loser. As long as you know it! There is no one I love more in the world than my sister because she has taught me my most important life lessons. Adam, her husband, once told me that one of the things he loves most about Becca is her ability to laugh at herself. She taught me that among a million other things and for that I will always be grateful.