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Brother.

“Nothing would make me happier.”

Hearing those words from my oldest brother…I never quite understood how much he loved me until now.

He and I had a minimalistic relationship when I was young. 14 years difference in age is definitely a contributor. It wasn’t until I requested his presence at my high school graduation, that our sibling relationship began to flourish.

He and I have very different personalities. He is the macho, douchey (but deep down sweetheart), big armed guy. I am the petite, academic sister who is in university. He has taken the role of “cheerleader” for my education. Always there to support.

I wish I could give him more in return. He has given me so much in the past four years…security and peace knowing I can confide in him. Trip to Whistler, paying for my food, introducing me to new people, coming to all of my life events, speaking positive about me. I try to to the same in return. I let everyone around me know that I love my brother and that he is a kind, thoughtful person, regardless of his initial persona.

They say siblings are the family that will be with you the longest, as age is close. Sure, we may have 14 years separation, but I see him in my life for as long as I can see. I recently was accepted into a masters program in the city he resides in. He said to me, “nothing would make me happier than for you to live here.”

I am excited for a new chapter in life, a new city, new people..but I recognize the importance of family and keeping them close. If there’s one thing I can do for him, it’s to be his family and to be near him. I want to continue to be his friend, and to show him what family is all about again!

So I send a warm thank you to my big brother. He is one of the most important persons in my life, and I can’t wait to live nearby.

Cheers to family!

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A.

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Brave.

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Flowers.

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Making Changes.

Being naturally skinny is easy. Easy to eat what you want, exercise when you want, and not have to worry about gaining weight. I  was always tiny in high school and I thought being skinny was an achievement…it’s really not.

You don’t have to work for anything. You wake up in the morning and effortlessly you’re happy with your body. How is that fair?

I played sports a lot, so I was fit to some extent – not because I wanted to

be, but rather as a side effect. I remember my brother told me one day, “You’re going to hit 21 and realize you’re not going to be skinny forever.” Mind you, he’s had to work very hard for the body he has…both of my brothers have. I use that statement, and their progress, as my inspiration. They didn’t get what they wanted by sitting around, so why should I? I look in the mirror and I’m happy with myself…but I want to be proud.

Now I’m 21, and I need a lot of time to think.  I started going to the gym with a friend who knows how to do basically everything. He’s really helped me enjoy the gym, learn the machines, keep myself from getting injured. 3 weeks, 5 days a week., soccer on the weekends. A lot of time in my day to think, while I do good for my body. And trust me, seeing the changes, the tone come back, the muscle building…that’s a thrill. It’s exciting, for once in my life, to be consciously putting effort into my body that I can be proud of. Same with food. I’m more conscious of my intake to ensure I don’t lose weight. No more pepsi every day, less fast food, protein after the gym, and eating meals on time. I’m not going to be skinny forever,

as we age, so do our bodies. But as I age, I want to know how to keep the body I have and not settle for what life hands me. I will do what I want.

I want to hike a mountain without being unable to move the next day. I want to join my friends in kayak journeys, without my arms falling off. I want to play mid-field in soccer to test my cardio. I want to feel like I can do things.

Just goes to show that nothing worth having was ever achieved without effort.

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Fit.


Waiting for Superman.

“The way she smiles.”

I want someone to notice that. Not my cleavage. Not my mini skirt. I don’t want to judge them in the same, degrading way. Muscles, jawline, attire. I walk into a club and I see faces…bodies…so disconnected.

Everyone judges the surface. I believe I have more below the surface to offer and so do most. I can’t stand the thought of wanting to meet someone based solely on their looks. I want to know more…

When you were 5, who was your biggest inspiration? When you fall asleep at night, what’s the last thing you think about? Do you bike, ski, run? Are you Conservative or Liberal? Happy or sad? Where are you in your life right now? Do you say you are a truthful person? How many glasses of water do you drink a day? I bet you forget to floss daily.

And I want them to know more about me…

My biggest inspiration were my parents. I constantly think about my future before I shut my eyes. I play soccer, I dance unprofessionally in my room and shower, and I’m open to doing more. Neither, NDP all the way. Happy, most of the time. I’m not quite sure where life will take me, but I’m sure of myself so that’s ok. I lie, but I know my limits – I am truthful to those I care about. I don’t count, but I probably should. Hey. You’re not my dentist…are you?

I make it sound so easy. But it’s not. It’s much easier to see a face and make assumptions. To settle for not knowing. If the world were blind, maybe we would learn to appreciate the meaning of words. Maybe we’d strike up a few extra conversations throughout our day. Listen to our bodies, accept our feelings, and love with our hearts.

In a world filled with disconnect, we find ourselves waiting for our hero. True…I’m waiting for my superman.

…But I hope I have the strength and courage to stop waiting and be a hero myself.

A.

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Living.

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Care.

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