Tuesday, May 06, 2008

For My Girl...

One Sunday, when I was four, I noticed a girl in church that I knew from school. We smiled at each other all during service, but my shy self wouldn't approach her. The next day, in our half-day kindergarten class, I saw her again, but didn't say anything. Finally, at recess, we were both on the side of the playground. We looked at each other.

Without saying a word, we grabbed hands and skipped out onto the playground. Now, she probably went off to conquer the monkey bars or jungle gym while I opted to stay close to the ground.

But those differences have worked for us for almost 29 years.

Happy Birthday, V/Mrs. O, my BFFFFFFFFF! I love, love. love you.

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