Luv Jill Sacramento
So, where to begin?!? Jill moved into the house next door on Downing Dr. the beginning of my senior year of HS. She was about 5 years older and had a young son, but we became fast friends. I spent a lot of time over at her house and learned A LOT of things from her. She was like an older sister who teaches you things your mom’s not really going to explain. ;^) She is actually the one that came up with Scott’s nickname, Double T. She and her family moved away the day of my HS graduation and so was only there for about 9 months, but we have remained friends ever since, even though we lose touch for long stretches. Last time I saw Jill was in 2005 when Scott and I were on our motorcycle trip. I didn’t have a phone or email address for her and like me, she’s not on Facebook. So, just before we left home I sent her a letter in snail mail. When were were in Marfa, I got this email from her -
“Oh, My God. Oh, My God. Oh, My Go!!!!
I was shocked to go get my mail and get your beautiful card and more beautiful note. You have been on my mind for years…but lately I have been wondering how I could find you. YOU ARE MY HERO.”
So, with Scott in the cousin’s capable hands I headed over to Sacramento to visit her and her son Garth. There was so little time and so much to talk about, but I had a wonderful visit with her. Although she says I am her hero, she is actually mine! We have similar struggles, she with Garth and me with Scott, but she has been dealing with hers for far longer and with such grace, compassion and sheer knowledge, that I can’t really explain how amazing she is!
We were able to catch up a bit and she helped me understand some things with Scott. She gave me great advice and imparted her life-learned wisdom, but mostly stressed that she wants to be there for me when I need a shoulder. Not sure she realizes what she’s getting herself into there, though!
She sent me on my way with a book and a passel of brownies! We promised not to lose touch again and keep each other posted on what is happening in our lives. Hopefully, it won’t be another 16 years before we see each other again! It won’t, we won’t let it!
P.s My BIGGEST regret was that I forgot to take a picture of us together. Still can’t believe it, but hoping to have a pic or two to share eventually.
