Myra Bierria is another of these fierce, brave women I met in Oregon in June. (You will be meeting several more of them in the weeks ahead!) Along with Angela, she was my roommate and the three of us made up the BEST room at The Lodge. In our humble opinion, of course. I was drawn to Myra by her humour and her light. And by the way she spoke of her children with such love. She is truly a beautiful woman and I look forward to a continued friendship where I will get to know her even better. Despite our distance. OK, so maybe I'll have to plan a trip to Atlanta, Georgia next!
Myra, your post brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for being a part of this project. And maybe in THIS life, we can grow old together, in friendship.
I am truly blessed to have a good number of
friends (very old and very new) that I hold in my inner circle, but there is
one that I am most grateful for and that is my sister. When we were younger, our older half sister
gave us each a coffee mug that had “Sisters are forever and I’m so glad you’re
mine,” painted on it and it has been our motto for our relationship ever since.
Over the years our relationship has ebbed
and flowed. As young kids we were super
close playing and living in our real and imaginary world; as teenagers we
fought constantly while trying to establish our individuality; as young adults
we grew apart when she went off to college and got married; and as more mature
adults we grew the closest we have ever been when I got married and started my
own family.
Through it all, my sister has been a
constant anchor for me. I have always
been able to count on her. I am so
grateful for the money and moral support she gave me when I was a starving
student in law school and later fumbling my way through my first job at a big
firm in New York.
I am so grateful for
the support she gave me when I met my husband and decided to marry him even
though deep down inside I was terrified of that level of commitment.
I am so grateful for her being present at the
birth of each of my children, because she knew how afraid I was.
I am so grateful for how she makes each of my
children feel special because she has so much room in her heart for mine as
well as her own.
I am so grateful for
her showing me what a good mother she is for her daughter and how I should be
for my children.
I am so grateful for
the courage she displays as a minority woman in a corporate environment that
doesn’t necessarily nurture the type of success she has achieved, because it
makes me want to do better and work harder too.
I am so grateful that she never judges me when I screw up or come to her
for advice, even though I have been guilty of judging her.
I am so grateful that she has never given up
on me.
I am so grateful for her love.
Thank you for letting me share this.
love.
ReplyDeleteso happy to see your here myra!
i have missed your face.