mary

In Love on March 19, 2012 at 9:02 am

amazing article on what is really important in life

George. Jessie. Love.

Let me tell you about my new friend, er, I mean, Jessie’s new friend Sarah.  Articulate, poised, adorable and wise beyond her years, she and Jessie met at gymnastics.  At the end of the first class, they came off the mats sweating, smiling and holding hands.  Complete with a slightly unnerving physical resemblance, they were instant kindred spirits.  As Jessie did the introductions, I partook in the goofy mom chatter and was acutely aware of the fact that Sarah was looking me in the eye, answering my barrage of stupid questions (what town do you live in? What school do you go to? Do you have any brothers or sisters? How old are you?) with both patience and respect: a manner not often found in the 10-year-old set. She was as chatty, engaging and disarming as Jessie is and I sensed (hoped?) that this was a burgeoning friendship.

Then I…

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