Dear Jen,

(How cute are we?)

Nostalgic is the only word that comes to mind while we once again sat in your mother's kitchen watching her make brownies for us and listening to her words of advice as the scent of chocolate wafted from the oven. Crazy, wasn't it? Seemed almost like yesterday!

For a moment I felt 16 again, and that you were sixteen again- strange yet comfortable! That is until Ben called "MomMom". What a handsome, smart little man you have! We have time warped into mothers ourselves. What a sweet sensation. I await the time when I can make brownies in my own kitchen, with my children and their friends, and share with them words of wisdom while sweetness fills their tummies. I will remember your mother and you each time I do.

I was so happy to spend your birthday with you, lazily talking, reminiscing, sharing and getting reacquainted with great Jenisms. I have missed you and your lovely self all these years! You really were the best of best friends, especially at such a critical time in my life. We both learned and grew up together into the women we are today. I give our friendship- all of it, a great deal of credit to us turning out the way we have.

I admired your strength, confidence, humorous wit, intelligence, fun-loving personality, and positive self the moment I first met you at church. Instantly I knew we would be good friends. I still admire those qualities in you. Wish we lived closer and could play more, get our children together and of course, dye our hair some crazy color! Thank you for being you and for putting up with me all these years. New Mexico, here I come!

'Til next time...

Skuld always, skebe forever, with barn!
Do I even remember what that means anymore, do you? Somehow, I am certain it is no longer applicable. Fun to be reminded of it again though... what I remember, that is! Interpretation, please?

Love you,
Jen