Monday, January 10, 2011
Back when I wasn't doing so good, I used to look at my little sister and think, "I want her to be happy." I never wanted her to hate herself or be ashamed of who she was. I wanted her to have what I didn't.
The great thing is, at 13 years old, Korin has more confidence than I do :) She will talk to anyone, anywhere, she'll wear whatever she feels like, and the way she looks is just fine, thank you.
Probably my favorite thing about her is the way she assumes people want to know her, to talk to her, to be her friend. This thought process is so opposite of mind, it baffles me. But I think it's beautiful.
She may be my little sister, but I'll gladly admit to you: I wish I was more like her.
Korinny inspires me to own it - just as I am. To believe that maybe, just maybe, who I am, in this moment, is something good.