This is a question that has risen in conversation between Isabel and I many times over the last year. And this question, more often than not, comes from a place of feeling overwhelmed by the intensity that life brings during your twenty-somethings being entangled with the complexity of being responsible for two humans that aren’t even your offspring. Poppy and Jasper are our younger SIBLINGS, but as we all know by now, our family dynamic is no longer quite that simple. And raising teenagers is really hard.
It sucks to be a teenager and teenagers can just really suck. They both can be sassy, there’s always something that one of them needs and negotiation is a magical thing that arrives in the teenage brain that I believe was invented to test the sanity of parents.
So, what’s in it for me? The answer is quite simple: absolutely fucking nothing, TANGIBLE that is…
Its not like I’m getting paid to do this and I have yet to receive a gold star at the end of the day, but there really is so much in this for me and I actually have a lot of fun doing it. My dad always said that he loved driving me around because it was the time that he got to enjoy just me. And looking back, that is when I got to know who he was. We would talk about music, art, school, boys, whatever came to our minds in that moment. I am so lucky that I get to do that with these two. Some of my favorite moments from the last year have been in the car, listening to THEIR music, and just dying of laughter over our sweet dance moves and their quick humor. But on the flip side, sometimes I’m too tired to drive or I end up driving all over the city for them and I start to get frustrated. And you know what, even these moments are worth it.
Between work, school, and these two I sometimes feel as though I don’t have a moment to breath. With Isabel working long hours, I felt the need to arrange my schedule so that I’m home when they are getting out of school and I only work a few nights a week, which enables me to cook dinner and help with homework most nights. Though not everyone is always getting along (c’mon it’s to be expected with siblings) when everyone is home is when I can breath the easiest. Sometimes were sitting in silence, others were recording videos of the dog doing something stupid.
It’s the little things that I miss the most about my dad…The phone conversations about ducks in the pool or his asking me to make him a cup of tea. And it’s the little things that keep me doing what I’m doing with my siblings. Though this is the toughest situation I have ever experienced, I have never been happier.
By Charlotte Frost. Charlotte is our middle sister, art student, working her way through college and loves dogs.