Jenny was my first best friend. I met her shortly after arriving here from Mexico. (Yes, my hair looks horrible. I know it's a bad perm. I just had to get that in there so I can move on with my story.) Jenny and I hit it off right away. We were about 8 when we met and Jenny was really, really shy and well lets just say I was not. We were a good pair. Some of the things I loved about Jenny when we first met was her blonde hair, blue eyes and how we both loved to draw and write each other notes. Jenny and I also liked sitting around and watching MTV.
When I was about 10 my family and I moved within a mile from her house...How cool is that? Jenny is an amazing artist... When we were little and we would spend endless nights at each others house. I constantly asked her to draw me unicorns and I would sit next to her and watch in aw... She comes from a family of artist... I would draw Holly Hobbie and Jen would draw horses... We never fought we just hung out..
Jenny became a baker and I became a wife and mom... She would fly out and visit me when I lived in Colorado. Whenever I would fly to San Diego I always made sure I saw her. We have always stayed in touch..
A couple years ago I got divorced and Jen and I broke up. It was terrible because I lost both of my closest friends... It took over a year for us to be able to talk again.. What happened sucked, ROYALLY
but as time went by I felt a huge need to forgive.. I needed to make it better somehow for both of us. I missed my best friend.