Why my sister is Wonder Woman

My sister is Wonder Woman.  She wakes up every morning to three young children, all needing her in various ways.  Throughout ten years of married life, I have watched her heart expand and her thoughts become more generous and outreaching.  She juggles diaper bags, car seats, groceries, bills, appointments, meetings, housework, and still finds time to invest in book club and moms groups.  She used to indulge in bubble baths and expensive lotion (well, hopefully still does on occasion), but she has made room in her life for more.   She has always been capable of everything - responsible and organized, and unfailingly sends cards or gifts in the mail in time for birthdays, graduations, or any other special occasions.  She is a listening ear whenever I call (even with screaming children in the background).  I am amazed at her patience and ability to think positively. 

My sister is Wonder Woman.  She is fearless, and I admire her courage and scope for adventure.  She backpacked around Europe and Africa by herself.  She bungee-jumped and went on Safaris, walked part of the Appalachian Trail.  She has a calm, no-nonsense approach for life.  I admire her because her advice is unfailingly clear-headed and logical, and as she gets older, it is laced with wisdom and kindness.  She is a loyal friend and has maintained many friendships over many miles and years.  She works a high-profile job and has what it takes to go far in her career.  She finds the humor in any situation, and has the ability to look outside of her own experience and see irony or a joke.  She is constantly sending text messages with trivia - interesting things she heard on the news. 

My sister is Wonder Woman.  She has a compassionate and sensitive soul, but also a fiercy gumption and attitude of competence.  She has always known exactly what she wants to do with her life - care for animals.  She gives off a sense of purpose, whether in cooking a meal, changing a flat tire, kayaking on the lake, or giving an animal a vaccine.  She is highly intelligent but also charmingly clumsy at times.  She loves to be weird and she invites people to be comfortable being weird too.  She creates space for others to be themselves, to think and to process life, and to be together.  Her home space is kept tidy and has an air of hominess and comfort. 

My sister is Wonder Woman.  She has a sharp intuition and depth, and even at a young age was able to read people extremely well and postulate on the meaning of life.  She has a smooth sarcasm and sharp wit, and can see the comedy in subtle things around her.  Her perceptions and creativity are her hallmark, and everywhere she goes, she is showing another side of things - another side to the argument, another point of view, another work of art.  She thinks outside of the box in all things, which often gets her in trouble with deadlines but will serve her well in life. 

I don't just have just one sister.  I am lucky enough to have four, and lucky enough to call each of them some of my best friends.

 I was reflecting on how different each of my sisters is, how different our spheres in life are, and yet how much I believe that each is daily becoming "the best version of herself." Each has different gifts and different strengths, and it is when I see all of us together that I realize how necessary each gift, and each life lived to its fullest, is. 

Yep, my sisters are all Wonder Woman.  Collectively.