Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Same but different


I've been doing well getting in some good walks. I did just shy of 10 km on Sunday and about 6.5 on Monday. So far I haven't done anything to make me very sore so that is reassuring because I won't likely be in severe pain by the end of the September Walk. Minor pain yes, lol, but not major.

I read Kelly Warner's note about Meg's funeral (posted on her dad's blog) and could see how deeply affected she, like many of us, was by Meg's passing. Hugs to Kelly.

I can also understand how Kelly felt when someone told her she reminded them of Meg. I lost track of how many people have said that to me recently, but let's say that if I had a dollar for every time someone commented on a family resemblance, I would have been able to buy a full tank of gas for my car - at least.

It's strange. Growing up, Meg and I never really looked alike, and I still don't see it. She was faaaaaaaaaaaar more photogenic than I ever was or could hope to be without massive amounts of plastic surgery haha (don't worry I won't do that).

I guess what changed was that over the last year and half, Meg's hair was lost and of course, went through different cuts and stages of regrowth leaving her with short hair, which I've had for a number of years. Maybe that was it...out of the corner of someone's eye, they likely saw a tall, slim figure of a woman with short dark hair - and interesting eyebrows. LOL Well, mine are more 'interesting', hers were more 'striking' ;oD. I think people WANT to see Meghan somewhere in someone because it gives them comfort that there are bits still there.

Our mothers are sisters, and when they were growing up, they didn't resemble each other much either. Aunt Marg was taller and slimmer than my mom, who has worn glasses since childhood, but as they've gotten older (no, I'm not calling you two old haha), you can see similarities come out. Sure, there are differences still but somehow those aren't what stand out when you glance at them. You see - sisters.

I'll always wonder if that would have happened with Meg and I. When we were both old and grey (hopefully inheriting our moms' pretty silver hair colour), would we have looked more alike? I'd like to think so but I guess we'll never know.

Meg will be forever young and beautiful to all that knew her. Me, I'll just do my best to age gracefully. ;oD

Forever the same, but yet so different.

Lisa

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