for teaching me it is alright to be a strong women in love with a strong man. for teaching me to believe that there has to be love and friendship in a relationship for it to work. for instilling in all of her children an appreciation of music and art. for insisting I play the saxophone through ninth grade. for enabling my concert habit. for teaching me how to be caring, kind and compassionate, as well as stubborn. for teaching me how to hover.
for teaching me it can be fun to be a science nerd, and that smart women are interesting women. for showing me that reading can be an escape and a way to connect with the world. for my addiction to the history and discovery channels. for being proud of me even when I wasn't sure I should be proud of myself. for insisting I learn how to change a tire before I was allowed to drive out of the driveway.
my oldest brother
for teaching me to work hard, and play harder, and cherish the little things in life. for showing me that life is what you make of it. that adventures are important, but family is more important. for instigating my desire to be the best at what I do. for helping me believe in my talents. for challenging me to be my sharpest and strongest. for showing me how best to sneak vodka into a concert.
my older brother
for teaching me that although some guys are players, when they meet the One, they can be amazingly sweet and caring. for teaching me that I can hit a baseball, and fix a car. that college can be the best time of your life, or merely one of the best. for showing me that true friends are the ones that stick by you when it's not popular to do so. that big brothers will stick up for you even when you are certain they will not. for letting me believe driving a turd-brown '77 VW Rabbit was cool.
my baby sister
for teaching me how to have fun and not be so serious sometimes. for teaching me that love may just be able to conquer all. for letting me believe I am a cool big sister. for helping me discover what true friendship means. for being my biggest ally even when she wasn't sure I was doing the right thing. for helping me understand that friendship is a mutual thing, the one-way street doesn't get you there. for teaching me how to not be fearful. for keeping me from doing too much damage when I believed in the wrong people. for letting me know when I was turning into my mother, and that it was ok. for being there for me when I really needed her. for being my partner in
for teaching me that strong women are amazing and beautiful. that stubbornness can sometimes be a burden. for showing me that family is the most important thing. for letting me believe I'm special at least in her eyes. for telling me the tales of her life. for showing me that my family will always be there for me. for teaching me that life is worth living even after you've lost the most important thing in it. for laughing with me when we got pulled over for speeding in the Arizona desert.
for teaching me that women can be successful scientists and business women. for giving us an insight into our dad's childhood. for always having intelligent conversations with us, even though we were just kids. for being the cool aunt who still brings the fun toys.
for showing me that no matter how old you are the world is still full of wonder. for re-introducing me to the yumminess that is strawberry ice cream.
I blame my family for helping create the complex mostly (in)sane person that I am.
and I thank each and every one of them for it.