My family… where do I start? We all look alike. We sound alike. But who we are, who we want to be, our “vision” of what life should be… well let’s just say we couldn’t be any different. Especially me.
I was always feisty. I guess it was inevitable I would be the wild flower. The free spirit, globe trotter, ect. My sisters are younger and they are settling down when I feel like I am just getting started. My parents have found religion and worry and deeper spiritual and emotional places that leave them worrying less about keeping up appearances and the world around them. ME?? I just want to learn and live. One thing has held true over the last year or so.I have learned to love all of them for who they are. I have learned to accept the fact that none of them have the desires and drives I have. And I understand that I really do not make much sense to them either.Changing my career, ignoring my biological clock (that I still swear I don’t have) and bouncing around just living rather than husband seeking or home planning. We have all learned to just let it be. And love one another for who we are as individuals. So I suppose I could say I am doing this.