My First Memory of Her . . .

I was 3 years old, maybe 4. I later learned it was a little "thing" that she and I did together.

This one time has stuck out in my mind ever since she left.

I was wearing my flowered covered bloomer pajamas, that I must have loved because there are several pictures of me in them. I had long blond hair down to the middle of my back. I looked like that little girl from the Poltergeist movie.

She was as beautiful as ever. Bright red hair, her soft, Dove smelling skin. That's something that I can smell to this day.

I, being her baby was the lucky one that got to go with her on her evening run to 7-11. But this one time she held me close, maybe I was sick, maybe she just wanted to hold me. I can feel her warm, protective arms wrapped around my 3 year old body.

She picked out snacks for my siblings and an ice cold Pepsi for her. She sat me on the counter while she was getting ready to pay. Next to me sat chocolate covered cherries. You know, the ones with the bright red foil.

She handed one to me and said, "For my sweet Boogie girl." Then she put me on her hip and I held on tight to my cherry with my head rested on her shoulder.

I often wonder what Will's first memory of me will be. I hope it is as wonderful as my first memory is.

I love you Will more than air.