My Sister Jenny

{Jenny, Me and my Mom on our "Girls Trip" to the Grand Canyon in 1994}

I decided this year I was not going to be depressed this time of year. It's here again... already. She's been gone for two years... almost. On March 13th it will have been two years, two long but short years. So much has changed and so much has happened. Erin starts kindergarten next year and she won't be there to take her on her first day of school or be there to get her off the bus her first time, but I'll do my best to show the kind of excitement Jen would have shown Erin (I know it won't even come close). She was such a good Mom. She was a great sister. Every day, every month, and now each year I miss her even more. Sometimes I laugh and it sounds like her. Sometimes I argue just to argue and I sound like her (no offense Jen). I'll never forget you, I promise.

Even though you tried to drowned me, Jen, I think of our good times on the farm. Our bicycle trips to Hoagies (Hoagie breaks) and Smith & Edwards were lots of fun. We even had good entrepreneurship ideas, too bad it was too hot and the ice cream melted. We learned some good life lessons, one being not to throw dried corn at cars as they drive past, the people get mad. Ooops! We may have had our differences through our teenage years, but our girls trips made up for it! I'm glad that we have, for the most part, always lived next to each other. We celebrated a lot of holidays together with our two families - it was fun and a lot of good memories.

I came across the birthday card that I bought you, Jen, but I wasn't able to give it to you because you didn't make it to your birthday. It plays the song "Soul Sister" - I thought you would have liked the music.

I love you Jen.