When I was a kid, my parents moved a lot - but I always found them. -Rodney Dangerfield
Last weekend, I drove to North Myrtle Beach with my friend, T, to see my mother, stepfather, and younger siblings. I had not been to North Myrtle Beach since Thanksgiving of 2007 so it had been a while since I had seen them. T and I got up early and met them at the North Myrtle Beach St. Patrick's Day Parade (YouTube video to be added soon). We really had a good time. The parade there is VERY family friendly and all the participants throw green beads or candy for the most part. My little brother racked up on candy and even though he is sixteen, he wolfed it down and couldn't eat supper. Pretty funny, really. He and I also spent some time bonding over a PlayStation 2 game called Return to Castle Wolfenstein: Operation Resurrection. Video games are an area in which my younger siblings and I have always connected. When I was a kid, I had a Nintendo (Not a Nintendo 64 or any of that mess, just a plain old Nintendo). That was probably the beginning of the end for me. I have been addicted to games ever since. I have gone through a couple of consoles, but mostly play games on my computer now. When the younger siblings and I would play games, my years of console playing would always show and I would pretty much whoop up on any game they were trying to defeat. But Saturday night, I realized the controls for the PS2 are quite different, and I had a really difficult time aiming. My younger brother looked perplexed as he watched me. Finally, I said, "It's weird to watch me struggle so much with a game, isn't it?" He admitted that it was. I explained how different the controls were to what I had been used to in the past. He nodded, and we continued playing. It made me think, though, about how we get these ideals in our heads for people we know especially when we are young. We put them on certain pedestals and expect them to stay there forever, but with age and maturity, we learn those standards are impossible. And the people we might have idolized when we were young are still just human beings. I hope that seeing that made my little brother think of me in a different way. Our age difference has always made our relationship non-traditional for siblings anyway. Maybe seeing me struggle with the controller will remind him, however, that I am a fallible sister and not a gaming goddess. Anyone I've ever playing Enemy Territory online with could already testify to that. :-)
