Friends like Jessie are few and far between. God knew how much I needed a sister like her when we bumped into each other along life's path. She taught me to not take myself so seriously, that spontaneity is a good thing and that it's OK to fail. She's seen me at my worst and my best and still calls me friend.
So here we are, seven years later, married and with children. Who would have thought we'd all be hanging out with George, Tom, Teddy and Abe, getting snowed in with our boys (a blizzard hit the morning after Jessie and Griffin flew in), swapping tips for washing Fuzzi Bunz and reaching for our Hooter Hiders?
Jess, if you're reading this: I'm so blessed to call you friend.
1 comment:
Reagan,
Nana loves you so, and you will learn that you as grow!
Nana
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