Soul food
I can remember when I was sooo stressed out at the Credit Union that I thought I would burst into tears. Whenever I got to those points I would go to my office, close the blinds, sit down in my chair, take a big breath, and pull up Megan's blog on my computer. Each time I took in one of her entertaining blogs, or picture posts, it would some how (magically) de-stress my day. If I wasn't left giggling about her little girls and their crazy ways, I could at least be soothed enough by her daily antics to take another (less forced) deep breath and go back to facing all the insanity of being in charge of a struggling branch.
So today, when I find myself at breakdown mode from all the piling up emotions of school, 2 jobs, bills, and school (again, just to make a point), I took a few minutes to pop over to her page. Low and behold, it's magic works once again. The best part is, now that I live close enough to visit (which hasn't been happening often enough lately), I find myself even more drawn in and involved in her stories. As I read, I picture Gillian and her crazy style, or Jason and his goofyness, or Cara's sweetness, and especially Megan and her funny, well disciplined, stressed out, anal, but most of all loving ways. It's almost guaranteed to make me smile. Or straight laugh out loud. Because even though I know her life isn't perfect, on that blog, she shares so many of the special moments that make everything worth it.
I know life can be crazy. And I know I'm an emotional wreck at times. But that blog helps anchor me to the reasons I am working so hard at my goals. No matter how hard they seem. Because some day, I'm going to have what Megan has. Granted, mine will be much more haphazard, with many more cries for help.
Megan, what I'm trying to say is, you have a life to be proud of. I look up to you, and, someday, I hope to be like you. My big sister, with the perfectly imperfect life.
