In case you missed it, here’s a comment my sister Carol left for me on my “Now Marketing” post where I was bemoaning the task at hand.
“Well sis ~ I “feel” you. Resistance to Marketing can really be a “downfall” (you know I’ve got more experience than you in this area) ~ it takes a lot of conviction and commitment to what you believe in ~ to stick your neck out that far ~ but, I believe you have that level of commitment. And I believe in YOU ~ because when you decide to do something ~
YOU DO IT. You’ve come this far ~ don’t stop now ~ Case Closed.” Carol Sue Flowers
A few words from my one-year-older sister and I’m seven years old again. “You can jump,” she’d say. “Jump now.”
I’m back in high school. “You aren’t going to wear those pants, are you?”
Some things are indelibly etched in our minds and on our hearts. Some things remain the same.
And I know Carol does “feel” me. She was a cheerleader right along with me selling those tags. She probably hated it worse than me.
I’ll have to admit, though, Carol stuck with me through all the ups and downs with my memoir. I called her, still upset and even crying over the sibling release form fiasco. “I’ve needed to talk you,” my seven-year-old self whimpered.
“You are a writer,” she said. “You have a right to do it.”
Growing up we always were two little souls— cohorts for all our childhood dreams and schemes.
She is the only person who can make me laugh like the child I was.
It’s not all bad to be seven years old again.