What do you think of when you think of Vegas? For most people, Vegas means gambling, showgirls, headliners, and excess. What do I think of? Family. I always leave Las Vegas happier than when I got there, because of my wonderful extended family there. And of course, when I win a little money, it makes me even happier! 🙂
I had a great stay in Vegas – I have some wonderful cousins that let me stay with them. While hanging out with the kids and just watching them interact, I realized something about myself. I watched the older one patiently talk to the younger when he kept on wanting her attention for anything and everything – “Look at this, look at that, hey, hey, hey…” I realized that because I was the youngest, I never had that experience growing up. I didn’t have to have that patience because no one demanded that I pay attention to them. It wasn’t really until I had nieces and nephews that I experienced that. Even then, it was a definite adjustment. I would say patience still isn’t a strong suit of mine, especially when it comes to people, but I’ve gotten a lot better. I’m much more patient with kids than I ever used to be.
I also realized that this may be part of the reason why I don’t want children. Because I didn’t have these experiences as a child, I didn’t grow up with kids younger than me, so I was always trying to be older to keep up with my siblings. Because we’re so close in age, trying to be older wasn’t so hard, because I didn’t have to try to be MUCH older. Sometimes people thought I WAS the older sibling.
I’m off to Key West now – looking forward to some fun, sun, and beaches – and more interesting insights into myself. I’m having a great home leave! See you around the bend.