Robin and I have been friends since she was in utero. Our mothers were friends and whenever I remember being a child, her face pops into my mind. From our cloak and dagger reenactments to marathan kickball games, she was more than a friend…she was another little sister. She lived two doors down and she, my little sister Jaime and I wore down the sidewalk between our houses. She always had better Barbies. We kind of lost touch when we were older, I had my first child a decade ago and she is just now catching up to me with her 2nd due soon. Whether or not we speak everyday, she knows I will hit someone over the head with my trapper keeper for her any day. Love you, Rockin’ Robin.
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