There's One in Every Family

And in mine it's my sister. Oh I know what you are thinking. Surely, Nancy you must be the nut-ball. There can't possibly be TWO in your family! And you would be right on both counts. But that's not what I mean at all.

Just the opposite really.

I can't explain it, but the facts don't lie. Never mind crazy Irish Catholic dis-functionalism, this girl has her ducks in a row. She is actually one of those people who would drive you nuts: perfect family, amazing career, and she is the same single digit size she was in college!

I know! It's not right. I would surely hate her except for one thing: I admire her too much. See she is also caring, forgiving, and tolerant. All areas in which I myself fall infinitely short.

She is the sort of person who can nose dive into a sewer and come out clean with a handful of diamonds. She can be presented with problems that would send any sane person running for chocolate and liquid solace. But her? She just grits her teeth, and digs in. Then she not only conquers, she makes it look easy.

She is also the person who can take any obnoxious person, especially her annoying big sis, and handle them with grace and charm. She seldom gets the credit she deserves inside the family,which is why I am utterly thrilled with her current success. In our defense, you can hardly expect a bunch of mules to appreciate a thoroughbred in their midst. It screws up the curve.

Anyway, I am as always, in awe of her. She makes me wish I was a better person. I guess you can simply say she's my hero.