I love the internet. I love that even though over 5000 miles (8k km) from my sister Shari, we can talk to each other every day. And we do. We talk all the time. Sometimes we argue like we are kids again. Sometimes we talk about how we are so much better parents than our own parents, sometimes we wonder how our parents could tolerate our pretentiousness, we talk about our brothers who never call, we talk about all sorts of nothingness and everything-ness. I love it. It makes the distance shorter.
Some days we talk about hypothetical situations. Today's topic: if we and our spouse died who would get our precious little ones.
Now you should note, I am the favorite sister and sibling of Shari. I call her every day. I am a slam dunk winner. Also to be noted, I am a good mom, or at least I have tricked Shari into thinking I am. So when we did discuss who will get our kids and I did not come up as the front runner and winner, I was offended, in an appropriate sibling manner.
I am the sibling with the fewest children (minus John who just got married), I figured this was a slam dunk. Nope. Instead she picked the one with the most kids and the most stability. Apparently moving every two to three years makes your life unstable. I was totally passed over.
No amount of international school talk and experiencing the world first hand talk could convince my best friend and little sister that I would be the best choice of guardian for her kids. Instead, Spencer, who has four kids already would add two more. But really at four what is two more anyhow?
This has led me to think a bit about our life. I love being able to live in places all over the world. I love not just seeing it but having it be my life and reality for a few years. I love that I get to see lots of places. Staying in one places sounds suffocating.
I do worry about the stability it offers my children, and I try to be sensitive to that in the choices we make as we hop around the globe. However, I am living my dream life right now. Having kids and living all over is my dream and I hope this will give my children a deep well of life experiences and perspective that you could not get in any other way.
But to some, it is a nightmare of instability. Too bad, those kids have no idea how amazing Aunt Sunny is as a supermom.