Meet Jenn...

 

Yesterday at work, I got to thinking about this girl.  

I remember sitting anxiously in a rocking chair on 

the front porch with her grandmother waiting for 

her parents to bring her home from the hospital. 

I was six years old when I met her.

And I remember it clearly...the car pulling up and 

watching excitedly as they carried her up the steps.

As an only child, I immediately took her in. 

In the years that followed, we spent hours outside together.

Forts, games, swings, wagons, bikes, chalk,

sprinklers, rooms of string afloat in the woods.

I remember the first time she learned how to pump

on a swing and her first pair of heels 

(they were pink jellys)

We spent almost as much time together 

after school as real sisters would.

And when I look back at my childhood, 

I can honestly say that I felt like I had 

a little sister.

So, now that she is in college and

I have a job and a pretend grown-up life, we 

no longer see each other every day after school. 

But I can't help but smile when I think about 

this beautiful girl and how lucky 

I am that I had her to grow up with.

She has turned into such a fun, 

kind and lovely young woman.

Still, I can't help but picture this little girl with 

long white-blond hair, running 

out her back door with a big smile 

on her face...ready and excited 

for whatever game or adventure we 

had in store...

PS. Jenn you look beautiful in this picture that I stole off of your facebook : )