So I was actually given the best thing the world can offer, a sister. We have fought the equivalent of world wars over the years, some lasting almost as long. But I love her no matter what. I admire and look up to her. But when I was 10 I was given the gift of a stepbrother when my dad remarried. We shared a birthday but he was the same age as my sister. And instead of becoming opposing forces we joined against my sister. Hey childhood can be rough when there is three and one has to be the tiebreaker. We were always close. He was my advice went it came to guys. He was more of a big brother than a little brother. We took different paths as adults and he found the most amazing woman ever, Megan. I on the other hand chose boys which has been fun. Anyhow, back to the point. The last year has been a little rough for me and my little brother stepped right back in to being my big brother and taking care of me. In that year M&M had the most amazing little boy, Gavin. No secret kids aren't in my future but he is the most amazing thing I have ever seen. It's this amazing little life that is growing so fast. He is just like Matt in so many ways. And it's very hard being so far away from them. But when Matt mentioned Gavin's first birthday party, I booked my tickets as fast as I could. There is no way I'd miss something like that. I feel lucky to have my brother and to be an auntie to cutest little guy ever.
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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