Just a girl....

  For my Sister and Best Friend, Alicia. Alicia is on the Right. How can I write something that adequately displays my love for her? I don’t know if that’s possible…. but here we go. For 39 years Alicia Jolly has been my true friend. Literally through thick and thin--big girl times and times where we just thought we were big girls. We have seen good times, bad times, happy times, and sad times. Alicia and I met at the ripe old age of 5 years old in Kindergarten at Ariton School. In high school, we were best friends and frienemies. We loved and hated each other, broke our friendship, and made up more times than I can count. We shared so many memories. She took me home to meet her Blue eyed grandmother- Annie Lee. I took her home to meet my granny, Gladys. I took Alicia to my church and Alicia brought me to this very church many years ago. We shared clothes… we shared lots of diets and dreams of I’m going to be skinny one day. We had lots of high school sleepovers…. but ...

I became a planner, many many years ago. At the ripe old age of 10 years old, I planned my wedding, my house, my baby shower, and EVERYTHING...... However, I vividly remember planning my house out of the Sears catalog.  I would cut out each little thing I liked and put it on the page for which it would be used.   I never really knew why I did that or what made me want to even do that.  However, I cut and glued many many items;  furniture, textiles for the rooms, and kitchens, the tools I needed, the pots and pans, etc.   So when I daydreamed about my adult kitchen..... or bedroom.  I had a visual of what that was.  It was easier to believe it could happen if I had something to visualize.   It was a vision board of sorts.   fast forward many years later, when I bought my first house I did the same thing except on a different scale.  I had a binder with paint colors, room measurements, and must-haves.  Once I star...