Not All It's Cracked Up To Be

Most of my friends have read VC Andrews, so they think my family situation is cool.

My parents are brother and sister, so I'm supposed to get twice as much love. I'm my dad's daughter and his niece. I'm my mom's son and her nephew. But they're still just two people, so I don't see how they could possibly have twice the energy. I know I get only one Christmas present from my uncle-dad and one from my aunt-mom.

People are always sad for me when I explain I have only one set of grandparents. They assume my other grandparents have died, or that they live in a country that's too far to visit. Nope, I really do have only one set of grandparents.

Whenever there's a family tree exercise at school (this seems to happen in every grade), things get complicated. People think I've made a mistake connecting brother and sister in my parents' generation. I usually add a Post-It Note to explain.

On the whole, my life is pretty normal. I love my parents. They love me. It's just weird for me sometimes, navigating the world.