Way back when my parents hired an elderly woman to babysit my brother and take him to and from hockey practice. She wasn’t the nicest of old ladies and when she drove our sputtering 1978 Volvo wagon Tom feared for his life. We called her Jenny the Bad.
Last Saturday, Tom proposed to the newer, better Jenny in his life. I call her Jenny the Best. And honestly, it’s about damn time. My kids need some more cousins STAT.
Last year at this time, I took pictures of Tom and Jen. That yellow tree in the background is just now getting it’s yellow back on. And I’m reminded of this day and how I dug them together then and how awesome it is that I get to call her my sister soon enough.
Congratulations! I can’t wait to be family.
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