[ 90/365 ] ..... Tiffany

A college friend who lived opposite the elevators from me. Pretty. Athletic. Hyper. Her life was rather melodramatic. Avoiding her phone calls and door knocks so as not to get sucked into the drama. I wonder where she is now.
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[ 89/365 ] ..... Ute M.

She and I became pen pals in the 3rd grade, and have been friends ever since. We finally met in person in 1991 when I studied overseas. From little girls to moms, we’ve written about it all to each other.
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[ 88/365 ] ..... Lauren G.

A neighborhood girl. She always seemed so much older and more experienced. She was Jewish, and being a naïve Catholic girl I wondered what that meant. Every summer she went away to summer camp. Seemed like a movie to me.
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[ 87/365 ] ..... Mrs. Sawin

One of my high school gym teachers. She was just a tad old and cranky. Golf lessons, practicing putting swings. Dayle swung too hard and cracked Mrs. Sawin in the shin. It was pretty funny. Although admittedly a bit harsh.
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Happy Mother's Day

To all you moms… who get high from the smell of Johnson’s baby wash. Who can’t get enough of little piggies. Who make up silly songs for your babies, and proudly sing them off key to calm them down. Who have changed a gazillion poopy diapers. Who can nurse, pump, and clean everything within 30 minutes at 3am. Who worry about whether you can feed your little munchkin peanuts, peanut butter or any other kind of nut and if not, when? Who can’t imagine loving another living soul as much as you do this child, yet when the next one comes along you know your heart just got bigger. Who swore you’d never feed your child hot dogs, but now quickly zaps a dog in the microwave like a pro. Who can give your toddler “the look” and he knows to go to the naughty spot. Who religiously slathers your child with SPF50 every day in the summer. Who schedules play dates just so you can get a break. Who rocks your little person back to sleep after a bad dream. Who kisses every boo boo. And will gladly kiss a thousand more boo boos. Because that’s what moms do. Moms rock.

I’d write more about potty training, soccer, car pools, and fractions because I know it’s all important stuff. I just don’t know it yet myself. But you rock too, you fraction solving mom. We all rock!

And thank YOU mom, for all those years of PB&J, carpools, and late nights with bad dreams. I’m sure I’ll call you soon with another boo boo I need kissed. Love ya.

[ 86/365 ] ..... Patti, RN

My allergy nurse. I tolerate her sticking my arms every week in the name of health. Ouch! Super nice and always willing to lend an ear. She loves it when I bring Sean, and gives him a sucker each time.
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[ 85/365 ] ..... Hannah K.

Hannah Banana. My super cute niece. Born the day we found out we were pregnant with Sean. What an amazing day! She has her mommy’s looks, but her daddy’s personality. I hope she and Sean will always be good friends.
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