This group of people right here in this photo is Brandon, Meredith, Kayla, and myself. We are all brother and sister and are very different from one another. Brandon is crazy; he’s 24, been in 3 car accidents and 2 motorcycle accidents… over the course of two years. Meredith is 22 and totally her own person; she loves Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, technology, and Hello Kitty. The girl with the weird expression on her face is Kayla, my youngest sister. Kayla and I grew up together so there is too much to tell. She’s 15, going on 16, the baby of the family and tries to milk it for all it’s worth. Kayla is a strange creature, she loves dinosaurs, animals, and music a great deal. Brandon, Meredith, and Kayla are the more risky siblings when it comes to the outdoors and other things. Everyone one them has wrecked a 4wheeler, got back on, and goes at it all over again. Me, after my first wreck, I was done. You see, my dad is a big motorcycle guy; corporate by day, biker by night, and he wants all of us to be crazy as he is. He always talks about how all of us Lowe’s are crazy… with the exception of me, in the risky, outdoor sense. When we go on our family vacations everyone else is ripping around and doing crazy things on jet ski’s, boats, 4 wheelers, etc., except for me. And for that, all of my life I have been compared to my mother, which I was actually kind of made fun of for, especially by my youngest sister, Kayla, because my Mom, Kayla, and I all lived together our whole lives until this year. My mom is calm, sensible, and a very smart lady, but according to everyone lacks a crazy streak, which everything thinks I lack, also. During my early teen years growing up, this really bothered me, I wanted to be wild and crazy like everyone else in my family and I started to grow apart from my mom. I think I had to do some serious soul searching or something, I desperately wanted to find myself and be my own person, not just labeled boring like my mom or crazy like the rest of my family. Music became a way to express myself in a way that made me comfortable and happy; whether it was writing, listening, or jamming out in the car, music helped me find my way. Traveling all over the country also helped me figure out what I want in life. Because of this passion of traveling, I decided when I went to college that I would major in International Business. But another factor that helped me find myself was my friends that I had throughout high school. They were my kind of crazy. Every weekend we would make some ridiculous plans like to stay a whole night in Walmart, sleep on a play ground for a night, or buy goldfish and set them free, even though they would die in the Allegheny River. We had done some odd things, but I wouldn’t skip out on any of that stuff for the world. By doing all of these different things, it had helped form who I am as a person today. I am still adding to my personality and finding more about myself, but who isn’t? Another thing that made me different from my siblings is that I am the only one who went to college. My brother went to Kansas State University, but after his first semester had to go back to California (where he lived at the time) due to his heart problems, but decided he didn’t want to go back after he recovered. My sister Meredith married right out of high school with no intentions of going to college, even though now she wants to, it’s hard when you’re in the process of divorcing your husband and working two jobs to make it by. And Kayla, even though she is just 15, going on 16, she doesn’t think college will be for her either, so she’s considering joining the military. My dad says all of us kids are different and do our own stupid things, but I personally think I am the most sensible out of everyone. But by going through different things, traveling, discovering music, and finding great friends, they each have different parts throughout my personality. They are the ones who helped me out, after all.
