Here you will meet the people who populate my life.
Adam: Adam is the most adorable teen in the world, and I’m not just saying that because he’s my nephew… actually, I am mostly saying that because he’s my nephew since he used to be a terror and did not listen anyone. He’s Linda’s child, the middle sister (I’m the oldest in the family). He’s 13 years old; he inherited my sister’s fair complexion and his father’s hazel eyes. The little monster even has the audacity to have dimples when he smiles, and he always smiles after he’s done something he’s not supposed to or when he’s up to something. But I love him lots. It helps tht eh’s outgrown he’s truly beastly stage.
Alicia: My niece Alicia has always reminded me of a cat. She doesn’t want to cuddled or hugged, but she does want to get her way. She’s been that way since she was a baby (she’s had her quinaceñera, very pretty and brilliant). She’s Linda‘s oldest child, but I have often said that she should have been Arianna’s child instead of Linda’s – she’s too much like my youngest sister to discount the similarities. Oh, well… one hopes she’ll grow out of it. She’s planning her college, career, etc. it scares me how grown up she is.
Arianna: My youngest sister. She is a princess. “High maintenance” doesn’t even begin to describe her. She is pretty, smart and very good in a social setting. She will always surprise me with random acts of kindness, then she balances them out with random acts of meanness. She’s married to Tomás, and has one child (David). To know her is to fear her. Did I mention that she’s an elementary school principal? We have a complicated relationship. But then, I have a complicated relationship with every member of my family. Arianna can be my biggest supporter, or my worst enemy. And, as a true sister, she knows exactly which buttons to press to get any reaction she wants. Of course, I know that same thing about her. It’s an good balance.
David: David is Arianna‘s baby (also Tomas‘). He is beautiful. Like Adam, he has dimples and a killer smile. He is brilliant in a Sheldon-from-Big-Bang kind of way. Yes, that is a little scary. He never reacts the way I expect. And he hasn’t grown out of that, I don’t expect he ever will.
Juan: My “baby” brother. He’s a 27-year-old child who’s at least six inches taller than I am and is built like a football player. My favorite sibling, he’s like me in too many ways to count. He’s the one person who can get me to do things even when I’m exhausted and beyond being nice. Right now he’s still going through his “I’m a teenager” phase (though he should be out of it), but either that won’t last long much longer or I’m going to have to kill him. Of course, he’s back from the Army. I told him that was his version of running away. He wasn’t amused.
Katie: is Juan’s fianceé. The jury is still out on her.
Linda: My younger sister. She was the middle child until Juan was born. Now she’s the one that’s married with children. She has beautiful children and a marriage that frequently rivals the soap opera plots of Mexican novelas. Her life isn’t boring simply because she refuses to live without drama. And she frequently brings the drama into my living room.
Luis: The brother-in-law that pushes my buttons, and not in a good way. He’s a nice guy. He’s a good father. He’s married to Linda. Once upon a time, he was the spoiled oldest male child in a traditional Mexican family. He’s getting over that one day at a time, but making my sister’s plans go awry while that happens. If my sister changed husbands tomorrow I might not miss him.
Tomás: Brother-in-law extraordinaire. He’s a nice guy. He has managed to make the most difficult female in my world a very happy woman. I’m nominating him for sainthood.