Friday, April 07, 2006

photo booth friday - tweet.



My Sister and I started out as birds of two different types of feather. We did not recognize one another’s plumage. Her hue was too ‘sweet’ - mine too ‘loud’. The inability of the young to perceive the subtleties of color led to years of conflict that eventually became an acceptance that we would just “never get along”.

Many years passed. Birthdays, graduations, weddings but then - the babies. My first nephew was born and he was lovely, Early stages of molting must have started to show but we still could not see it. Her second baby – a girl. And then, I had PickleBoy all the way down in Melbourne, Australia. It was time to fly home. One day as I was struggling to pack up our little house and to mother a yawing little prune of a baby, the phone rang.

It was her. She said something like, “Bring that baby home to me. I am so excited, I miss you.” She doesn’t know that I sat down after that call and just wept. Something inside me had changed. There is no way to express how the flight back to one another has altered my path in this life.

There are so many stories about the good times we have shared since but do you see that photo above? The word missing is ‘bird’. When we took this picture we were being silly and quoting from one of our all time favorite movies – Dumb and Dumber. We laughed and laughed after this strip spit out of the machine. We must have looked like two crazy and beautiful birds of a feather to anyone who was looking on.

Now go give some love to hula seventy – she started this Photo Booth Friday thing in the first place and I suspect she has a few beautiful feathers of her own.

10 Comments:

Blogger andrea said...

What a great story. Loved the photo of you and your sister.
a.

1:42 PM  
Blogger madness rivera said...

The picture is hilarious. Sweet tribute too.

1:53 PM  
Blogger Nessie Noodle said...

I want a sister, I do, I do-
High-larry-ous picture
great story..

2:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Again you have so many talents. Writing is another elequent one to add to your list. I love you too. Me

4:26 PM  
Anonymous B said...

why am I crying?
B
...because it's all real.

6:15 PM  
Blogger andrea said...

wow, your words here are beyond lovely. and of course, I love the photobooth snap. of course.

xo

10:42 PM  
Blogger poppy said...

yes, such a sweet story - it's amazing what babies can do! love those faces!

1:14 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Esha you are a great inspiration and I feel so lucky to have such a hip and awesome aunt! I just want you to know that I love you!
P.S. Cool website, just another example of the many talents of Leslie Lindell!

Love Gerrit

6:45 PM  
Anonymous p0olsofm3 said...

so in depth. i love your truth and boldness. after each posting i love, realize, and understand u more. wat a lif3.

-from yor 1 and only ^PICKLE BOY^

9:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ok ok - I let Matt sleep in while I took the kids to have pancake - stopped at, no not Jo's *bucks, to bring him coffee in bed and then we got up and are reading your blogg. Matt's comment, ok now he is taking over the key board - "clever, a touch of class, cool, sleek w/o being too clean", that is what I say as a critic--but the best part is the nice balance of "hey this is me, want to join in and see all the beauty of this world I see?" but not looking like you are searching so something. You never stop making me smile and I appreciate your work and style. So when is a Austin visit in your life?

Enough of him - we love you. and I have to find your music pics so we can go find something new.

6:40 AM  

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