Posted by Stefanie Zucker on May 6, 2009 · 4 Comments

According to Suzanne, life came easy to me…anything I wanted I would always get, while she would struggle so hard, “felt stupid” and would always come up short. Her greatest joy was wreaking havoc on my “perfect little world”. So I separated myself as far away from her as I could – physically, emotionally – so many of the choices I made were to distance myself and “not be like her” in any way I could.
Suzanne had a very difficult time growing up – and though I was part of it – I know there was quite a bit I did not really see until years later. She struggled with drugs and attempted suicide when she was still a teenager, and depression for a number of years after that, apparently always hating herself more than she hated me.
And just when we all thought she didn’t have anything left to give – Suzanne found a new path to follow. To our amazement she chose EMS – to save a life instead of taking her own- she wanted to make a difference. And not only did this “little girl” work as one of the EMS crews that helped secure the scene after the bombing at the Atlanta Olympics, but this same girl who thought she was “stupid” invented the device I blogged about earlier that will one day make it safe for all little kids to ride on ambulances. (…I read this and remember why we teach children that “stupid” is a bad word)
Several years ago Suzanne had to quit EMS. Every day since then, like many of us she struggles with questions of am I good enough…smart enough…am I deserving…can I still make a difference… and every day no matter what anyone tells her, I don’t know if she believes it.
I grew up not wanting to be like her…but I would be half the person I am today without her. So much of what I am, what I have and what I do that I am proud of is because of her. And I hope someday she reads this, because I want her to know, if I make a difference with my life…that will be because of her too.
Very touching, thanks for posting.
Wow. What an amazing and touching post. I sure hope your sister reads this one day. I like you don’t care for the word “stupid” either. As a teacher that word is not allowed in our classroom at all. Please share this post with her! Just stopping by for SITS Saturday share fest.
That’s a happy ending to your story. I had an addicted brother. He wasn’t as fortunate and died in a car accident when he was 18 years old. I often wonder what life would have been like had he lived. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Laurie. I am so sorry to hear about your brother. And it could SO easily have been Suzanne! Life is really strange sometimes. Thanks for sharing your brother’s story with me too! I’m sending a hug your way and a thank you for stopping by!