Villa Roma Ski Resort 1991
Saturday night here I am home, waiting for the ventilation specialist to come and fix something in my attic. I don’t mind waiting around considering my week has gone by as one big blur. Working, having a big meeting with a possible account for “Pretty Little Things” and filling out countless job applications (which if I have to copy and paste one more resume into a job database I‘ll be sick). I don’t really mind that all I have planned for my night is to watch Pearl Harbor, accompanied with my favorite glass of wine and my new tomato -red nail polish J
I don’t know what to really blog about tonight. I haven’t been writing as much as I’d like to be. I guess lately my family has been number one on my mind. I miss my parents and my sister. Last week I found out my grandmother who is 102 just got put into a nursing home. That has been hard since it is not easy for me to make it home as often as I would like. Growing up with my parents and one sister our house never felt like we had to make “extra noise”. We came to enjoy quieter Holidays than our neighbors down the road. My parents made sure my sister and I strived to do what we loved all through grade school. For my sister it was piano and theater. I was the Tomboy of our family. Always being outside running and traveling for meets and invitational’s (believe it or not).
A lot older now, my sister works through Campus Crusades and does a lot of traveling. Being in Charleston these last few months I’ve wished we had more time to talk and catch up. Hoping the next few months we will be able to talk more often I have been missing her. It is funny when I think back to how we were while growing up in Seneca Falls. Coralie and I have always been two completely different people. When we were younger we had the title of being “The Schulman Twins”. Truthfully, even to this day we don’t have a lot in common (besides our curly hair, laugh and addiction to anything sweet) we understand each other on such a stronger level than ever. Through our stubbornness Coralie has been the one person who has never and will never let me down. Trying to find who you are as a person, being by yourself, financial issues and social pulls it can be lonely and stressful at times. But having my sister there, always with her words of support and a prayer she has seen me in my most vulnerable state as a puddle on the floor to better times, standing tall with my head held high. I’m so happy to have you as my sister.
Love you A. B xo
Shrine Mont CFO 2011
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