This is my sister. Her name is Lindsey. I love her dearly. Last night she invited me to go to a blogger meet and greet where we met lots of cool bloggers and even the awesome girls from Studio 5.I was in awe of the number of people who came and felt totally unprepared. Afterward we went to Blickenstaff's, the toy store that bears our family name. We took these awesome pictures, they make me smile... and so the story here is about my sister.
You see I have six sisters actually, Missy, Jill, Lindsey, Megan, Stephanie and Kelli. And we have fantastic moms - Cathie,Judy,Jeannie and Connie. I love them all. This is because when we are together we can't help but be happy! Even when we are crying, we are still smiling and then someone will say something funny and then we all laugh and cry and snort at the same time and it's kind of ugly to witness, but it's who we are and I love us!
I don't love work. Work is hard. It causes headaches and tummy aches and loss of sleep and general distress. Work is necessary, but it is not who I am. So that is why I love my sisters.Because when we are together we don't talk about work, except to share the funny parts, we talk about who we really are - six girls who are creative and beautiful and kind and talented. Six girls who have dreams and hopes that have nothing to do with our jobs. Six girls who just want our families to grow up safe and sound and whole. Six girls who are crazy and funny and happy and sad all at the same time.
These are my sisters and our moms. These are my friends. This is who we really are.