When I started writing this post… I got stuck. I couldn’t choose a family member. I could always write about my father, but I write about him a lot. And I think about him a lot… and really, even I get tired of the depression I put myself in when I focus on his passing. So who?
This #52WeeksA4A journey already has me delving into my life. I love all the laughter it brings, and the silliest of memories. The moment that you have an epiphany… or even struggle to find the right subject! Each week I feel like I’m paving a new road for myself. So this week, I started to focus on my mom… but I write about her a lot, too, so I moved on, thinking of my baby brothers. But… they are 22 year old boys just trying to find their way and we’ve all been there! So, then I thought of my cousin Rachel.
She’s not even my cousin. She’s my cousins’ cousin. For some reason, she likes me. She’s been a supporter, friend, sister and mom to me all at once, and sometimes I don’t think I could deal with some of the push back I get without her. But I know she doesn’t think she’s an inspiration as an amazing lawyer and super mom. She doesn’t mean to be inspirational- she just is. But as I was thinking about Rachel, I stumbled upon her relationship with her two sisters. A relationship I’ve envied in the past- it’s something movies about sisterhood are based off of. It brought me to my own sister.
I’ve been asked before to describe my sister and I always say blonde, blue eyes, tall, thin… she is, in a word, stunning. Her natural beauty sweeps most people away. Her style, classic. I’ve always wanted to be her. Look like her. But more than that, I’ve wanted to be more like her. She’s smart, business minded, organized, driven, determined. Somehow, her beauty did not mitigate her brains. In fact, I think it enhanced them. She’s a threat you will never see coming.
She’s kind of amazing, and I wish we were closer- physically and emotionally. It’s been 30 years, but I think the next few we could work on that… it never hurts to try. I wasn’t sure what else to say about her… she’s more private than I am (shocking, right?), so I just made a short video. While our paths are different (I’m home trying to work while nursing a baby at 2pm and you’re busy being VP of a huge advertiser!), our hearts are the same. ♥
Love you, J.
Don’t forget to linkup your #52WeeksA4A post, week 6; A Family Member, I