The Amazing Lynden Women
What a week–and it’s only Monday.
My daughter is struggling with some health issues, my favorite uncle just died, my husband’s work schedule has changed and is requiring a lot of adjustment, and my teleclasses are successful beyond my wildest imagination (Which is great but requires a lot of work).
So feeling somewhat stressed by all this, I called my mother. Who else do we reach out to? After talking about my own issues for about half an hour, I finally got around to asking about her. She’d had cataract surgery that morning–and I’d forgotten!
No guilt trip though, at least not from her. Instead she supported me, listened, respected, and reminded me of my own strength and abilities.
My mother (and her two sisters) are Lyndens, and I’m named for the Lyndens: Lynn. All three women are incredibly strong matriarchs, as was my grandmother. These are the kinds of women who hold families together, who are the heart and soul and core and foundation of their families. No offense to my father or my uncles, all of whom were/are loving and caring and hard-working, but without the Lynden women, their lives would have been empty and formless. Well, that last may have been a bit too strong, but it has always been obvious who the heads of the families were–the Lynden women.
I once asked my mother what it was like to have sisters (I have a younger brother, and although we love each other, we are not close) and she said “It just is.” I’ve watched them for years as they supported, and continue to support, each other through births, marriages, deaths, ill health, joy and sorrow. They are scattered across the continent thousands of miles away from each other, and yet they are connected in an amazing way. I envy them their sisterhood.
I am proud to be part of such a family. It gives me something to live up to; something to aim for, those three amazing women.
Tags: connection, family, matriarch, sisterhood