Jenna

My sister-in-law, Jenna, died. Jenna has been sick for her entire life. She was intensely private, so I won't say more on that.

But to meet her, you would have a hard time seeing it. She was vibrant and perky. She laughed a lot. She was stylish, glamorous and absolutely fabulous, a girly girl with a great aim. She was not afraid to put a big hunk of butter on a big juicy steak. She was little, a short little blonde, but she made up for stature with her spirit. That and her huge SUV.

As in all families we had our ups and our downs, but I loved her, and she knew it. She is with loved ones she has missed terribly, she is healed and whole again, and I am happy for her. I will miss her.