Years ago I wanted to write in my journal like I was writing a letter to someone. I even wrote a few, the old fashioned way, paper-pencil type. I know, so twentieth century, right?
Today I read some blogs of women across Utah who are part of the first LTYM Listen to Your Mother. I want to go with my close friends, my sisters. The first person I thought that I would want to be with, is MOOOO_reen aka Maureen Ewell, aka Big Erin.
Reading all these fabulous women's blogs has inspired me to pick it back up again.
I am not sure how long it will last, but here I go;
This first letter is to you, dear sweet sister of mine;
Dear Big Erin,
This has been quite the journey you and I have taken the last 14 years, specifically the last two of them. I started it by putting my house on the market and then you went and rented yours and became a vagabond between Cali, Phoenix and PC. Finally, we sold our house and moved to the big city and you are still moving around, dogs and all. (shit dog)
So, you are back in town and I could call you, to tell you we have to go tho the LTYM thing tomorrow night. You were sitting in your car with Charly outside of Little Erin's house listening to Shawn Hanidy. So funny. Too bad we are living in a time with car seats and regulations, or you would have just strapped a seat belt around little Charly and drove my way while you listened to that conservative radio guy, whom I like too. But, it wasn't to be, the responsible Mo-Mo will not have anything go wrong on her watch.
I am excited for tomorrow. You are coming to walk with me in my new walking spots, with my new walking sisters, Leslie and Julie. It will be so great for you all to meet. My old and new coming together. aahhhhhhh. It better not rain. They are going to love you and probably be surprised at our age difference, which at times makes me smile to think that my bestie is around my mother's age. Age is really just a number, right.
I want you to know that whenever anything good or bad happens in my life, or my families life, I have to call you. You are the only person I gossip to, and I have kept the rule never to gossip about you. Especially when my heart is heavy, I need to hear your voice and look forward to your words of comfort, cheer, direction and peace. I think of you when I walk, when I go to church, when I am at the temple, or wondering what to fix for dinner and do I have all the ingredients, then remember that I can't pop over to Big Erin's for milk or peanuts or whatever. When Lander asks me about nba or nfl players, I always know that you would know the answers. You always remind me to love the man, hate the behavior. He has no idea what you have done for our marriage. You are my go to woman!
It is a blessing to have an angel in my life. God, in his infinite wisdom and love made our paths cross, and for that I will be eternally grateful. I love you dear sister of mine. Thank you for being such a wonderful blessing to me.
Come home soon.
xo
mp
