Realizations 01From when we can barely walk to when we retire, we all have role models. Some people are obsessed with their role model; dressing like them, behaving like them, dreaming like them. Others subtly admire someone. They like how they are, and somedays they wish they could be like them. In your eyes, your role model is perfect. Well, at least that's what I thought until recently.
I've been thinking back through all the role models I've chosen. First impressions are important, because they stick with a person. More often than not, first impressions are the choosing factor for whether or not someone will like you. With all of my role models, they made a brilliant first impression, causing instant admiration.
My first role model was my mom. She was perfect. She could cook, clean, sew, buy what ever she wanted, go where ever she wanted. She was smart. She was an assertive free spirit. A modern hippie. And I loved that.
Throughout my entire life, I have always loved how my brother was. He was at