I’ve never really had a role model, nobody I particularly looked up to and wanted to be like, but I think I may want to be like her when I’m older, in her house on the cliffside, overlooking the sea, spending her days tending to her garden, attending the farmer’s market, sitting on the porch reading steamy romance books and drinking wine. I can only hope I’ll have a lifetime of love to go along with it, a person to hold my hand in those rocking chairs. Maybe a career I love, too.
