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  • Essay / Essay on Being an Only Child - 1264

    I haven't had to compromise with anyone - except my parents. But if my parents asked me where I wanted to go and I said Bullwinkle's, there was no one else to roll their eyes and say they wanted to go somewhere else. We went to Bullwinkle's. But, despite what some may believe, I know how to share and compromise. In fact, I consider myself very good at it even though I don't have much practice. And finally, I know that if my parents die before me, there won't be any arguments over who gets to keep what. I understand everything. And I'm grateful for that. I can keep the things that matter most to them and to me. I decide what happens to their house. I don't have to compromise with anyone or worry about what others think. And I have to say, I'm grateful to be able to grieve peacefully like this. I should add that I will always have the support of my husband and my best friend, so I will not be alone in the process. For me, being an only child is pretty awesome. I guess one thing I don't have is the ability to ask someone to tell me about my childhood memories. It's my word against my parents' word now, and they always win because I'm not interested in arguing with them - even though I'm pretty sure I am..