Karleen M. Katchmark:
The best damn Peace Corps bridesmaid there ever was…..
So this is a tribute to my sister, whom, although we’ve had more than our share of fricken straight up catfights and freeze outs (let’s not be cliché and say ups and downs, right), has really gone above and beyond through this whole preparation process. She has been my mind when I’ve lost it, following me around as I mutter and babble, keeping track of things I need, hiding things I need to get rid of, and always giving it to me straight. She has documented the whole process and foresaw everything I would need before I knew I would need it. She has been so supportive, and has really stepped it up, even though a small part of me suspects it’s that she’s doing all this as my Peace Corps maid of honor…. As I’ve sort of hinted at the fact that there may never be a big white wedding to make fools of ourselves at….And she has done this all during a time that has been incredibly hard for her (her words... not my own histrionic madness). She has feathered my wings to help me to fly, even though it might have been more comfortable for us to stay closer to the nest. We have grown together in this process, and through supporting each other through our far and distant dreams, have become the sisters I’ve always wanted us to be.
So although she won’t be reading this long and often overly wordy blog until Sean Connery reads it as a book on tape, know that Karly, I love you, and your help and support has meant the world to me.
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