I remember you and I sharing a room. "That side is yours and this side is mine". After we got our own rooms I remember going to Tashas or Laurens for the weekend and coming back home only to find most of my CD's and almost all of my NEW clothes missing. But you had no idea where they were. Then your friends would come over and they would have "new" CD's and "new" clothes that just happened to be exactly what went missing from my room. I remember when we would fight all you would do is scream "Janett" and then mom would follow up with "leave her alone & get out of her room". I wouldn't even have to be doing anything or be in your room. I remember the morning of February 20. Waking up to an alarm clock going crazy. That is the day our world changed. Our Mom was gone. As hard as it is, I like to think she went peacefully, in her own bed, at home, in her sleep. Later that week, you went to Montana and I went to South Carolina. I remember you moving to South Carolina that following Summer. I remember us staying up late talking about things. Things that we had missed out on since Mom had died. What you had been doing and all those sorts of things. I remember when I told you I was getting married. How you supported me in my decision. You came to the apartment and stayed with us alot on weekends. You stayed up chatting on the computer. That's when you met Bryan. I remember the first time I saw you drink. It was just cheap wine. One of those gallon sized jugs of $ 8.00 wine. You would drink one glass after the other, with me telling you to be careful, I didn't need you to get sick. You then drunk a white Russian, went upstairs and got on the computer. It couldn't of been more than 20 minutes you called me in there and said you felt like you were going to be sick and then puked all over the keyboard. I remember when I told you I was pregnant. You were pretty shocked at first because we had just gotten married. But then you were also excited. This was going to be your little Nephew. I remember when you went to Alabama for a "visit". I knew you were not going to come back. I offered you a place to live and you would keep saying that you are coming and you never would. I remember all the
times you've came to visit and we've gone to Alabama. All the laughs
we have had. I remember you calling me telling me you were having a baby. I was totally shocked. I still am. I'm happy for you. I wish you all the best of luck. I'm still trying to convince you to come up here and stay until you can get on your feet. You say you are coming but we'll see. I enjoy being your sister. I enjoy talking to you. I enjoy just babbling about nothing. I like being able to spend time with you and just go and do whatever. I wish for you nothing but the best in life. As you deserve it. Love Always, Janett
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