Happy Birthday, Sissy!
It’s hard to think that it's been 13 years
since this picture was taken on your first day of Senior Year- and we actually
like each other now! And you’re the one
borrowing clothes from me! And I'm taller!
In all seriousness, it has been inspiring and challenging to
me to watch you grow into the amazing woman, friend, scholar, wife and mother
you are today at 30. Not challenging in
a bad way, but in the best of ways. I
was afraid that following in your footsteps to Valpo would forever label me as
“Liz’s little sister” but since the campus is always changing, and none of the
nursing professors also teach English, I was rarely known as such. More importantly I learned early on during my
time there that being known as that wasn’t a bad thing, but something that
pushed me to be a better writer, student, and friend, because that was the
reputation you left behind.
Since then, it’s been so fun to watch you build your own
life for yourself, full of things you love and hold dear- regardless of how
much work it meant for you. Your work
ethic and determination still inspire me, and there are often days I have to
“channel my inner Liz” to complete the task ahead of me (which mostly means
being confrontational.) I’ve said it
before, but watching you love and rear Nora over the last ten months has made
me so proud- you learned early on that for her to be happy and healthy, her mama
had to be happy and healthy and you refuse to let others’ expectations and judgments
of you change the way you see yourself.
So thank you for paving the way for me- at WLHS, Valpo and
beyond, following in your footsteps hasn’t always been easy, but it has been
rewarding. Thanks for breaking down the
barriers so that I can follow, but choose my own path in doing so, and thank
you for supporting me as I make the decisions that will hopefully someday lead
me to becoming a woman who, like you, can look back on my twenties with pride. (in six years… let’s face it- you’re old
now.)
Thanks Boo. You already have so much to be proud of that I'm sure you'll feel the same when you reach 30. I love you!
ReplyDeleteAnd reading this again reminds me that I didn't think to tell you about my recent (second) trip to the MVA to renew my license. Liz: 1, Supervisor: 0. : )