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Originally Posted by wdb
Compared to my sister I was always the 'black sheep', getting into trouble and wrecking cars and coming home after curfew all that kind of thing; meanwhile my sister graduated at the top of the class and was editor of the yearbook (HS *and* college) and married the perfect guy and all that kind of thing. As the years went by I didn't see anything that would have changed those roles. As my folks aged I just assumed she'd be their go-to person when they got to the point of needing someone to help with their personal and financial affairs. Instead, they reached out to me.
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I was also some sort of black sheep of the family on both sides yet I was only 13 when my father-side grandfather died so there was not so much to expect from me at that time. I was 25 when grandmother died, and quite reckless to be honest, yet at that point I became her favorite grandson. From mother's side both grandparents are still alive, yet not at their best health, and even though my uncle had been their favorite kid nowadays most of the time they know my mother takes better care of them. Lately some cultural clashes have been quite unavoidable for a gaucho like me, because my grandfather is a traditional nordestino.