Renee

Day 17: Someone from your childhood………….

Dear Renee,

When I think of my childhood, you are in all of my most prominent memories.  From third grade, until college, you were there.  Your sense of adventure, your need to live right on the edge of danger, were the reason for some of the best times of my life.

Of all of the friends I have ever had, you are the only one that I could say, ” Do you remember that day?’ and know that you will know exactly what I am talking about.

Do you remember the first time we drank?  You thought a kamikaze was everything in the liquor cabinet, mixed with iced tea, for some unknown reason.  God, it tasted awful!  Remember I flipped your parents sofa?

I remember going on camping trips with your family.  I always thought they were so much more fun than the resort type vacations my parents always took us on.  It was you that taught me how to canoe, and fish, and build an awesome campfire.  You taught me how to roast marshmallows, too.

You taught me how to stand up for myself, and to fight for what I believe in, something I forgot for a long time, but now work every day to teach my children.  I always loved and admired your fearlessness, strength, and determination.  I hope that you never lost that.

After we graduated, our lives took very different paths.  I love that we still talk, even if it’s only once or twice a year.  Our friendship seems to be one that doesn’t need regular tending.  I know that whenever we do talk, there won’t be a second of awkwardness.  You will be Renee, the crazy, life long friend who will undoubtedly have some kind of crazy, hilarious story of your life that will have me rolling, and, just like that, I will be in sixth grade again, telling you secrets and fantasies.  Just like it should be.

Love,

Jenn

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