Earlier today I was filling a soapy sink with bottle parts thinking about my sisters next trip for work. She is traveling to Charleston and taking my mom with her. First, let me say I think it's awesome she is taking mom. But as I was standing there it occurred to me our lives are night and day, yet we are both very happy. How do two sisters, better yet, three siblings grow up to be so very different. My sister is pretty much a world traveler, my brother works his tail off creating the light rail systems in Seattle, and I was a middle school teacher and now mom. Don't get me wrong, I don't think siblings have to do the same thing, but yowza we are so different. It makes me wonder if my girls are going to be night and day too.
This night and day reference is not new to us. Growing up I was an ice skater, my sister a dancer; I fly by the seat of my pants, my sister plans and organizes like no other (for those that remember - South Carolina vacation anyone? lol); I have dad's sarcasm, she has mom's annoyance of it [:)]; it took me 10 years to figure out college and career, she knew at the age if 16; and possibly the biggest difference - she lives in trendy downtown Portland, I live in central, 2 hours from Fairbanks, Alaska. Night and day like no other we are.
Now the part that makes mom happy, even though we are night and day we have each others back. Especially with the trio now a part of our family, we are closer than ever. All of us are. This is what I wish for my girls and my family. No matter how different you are, you are family and family is everything. Now if Zach could just remember that the next time Katie bops him on the head while sharing the play mat....
The life of a mom. :)
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