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It is your "29th" birthday. I am blessed to have a friend like you and today I would like to celebrate you in all of your amazing-y amazingness.
I remember the first time I met you - and I love to tell this story, so bear with me because you've heard it a gazillion times. You had just bought the scrapbook store down by the mall. I had recently picked up a copy of Scrapbooks, Etc. and I was thinking, "Julie you really need to scrapbook all of these new moments you have with JB." Of course, I had always been a scrapbooker/documenter, like most people who love this craft, but this new way of scrapbooking with CUTE stuff was totally new to me. When I saw the sign for your store, I was giddy with excitement.
I did not have many friends that I spent time with then because we lived out in the country, plus, I had just had a baby. Anyway, I walked into your store and there you were, in all of your bubbliness with your southern hospitality oozing out of ya. I instantly felt very at ease. You have that way with people, Mellie. You chatted with me a little bit and told me that if I needed anything to let you know. So I browsed around and picked up a few things, acting like I was already an expert at this stuff, although I really had no idea what I was doing. Your youngest, Mouse, was there with you. She was about five months old and the cutest little thing playing on a blanket in the floor. She looked up at me and smiled with that little dimple face she has and I leaned down and showed JB to her. I paid for my stuff and left.
I came back a few days later and you were kind enough to sit down and teach me how to make an accordian book. Do you remember? It was a class you were teaching and the cover used this Hershey's chocolate kisses paper. I fell in love and became addicted to scrapbooking right there. Literally, right then and there. I blame you. Yes, ma'am. YOU. I remember asking you, as you were teaching me how to glue paper to chipboard and fold it in such a way that produces absolute magic, how old you were.
You looked me right in the eye and said, "I'm not gonna tell you."
And I thought, "Well...oooookayyyy."
Needless to say, I did EVENTUALLY find out how old you were - 29. And you are still 29 today. Then, now, and forever, you are 29.
This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. In 2005, we went to GASC (Great American Scrapbook Convention for any of you non-crafty people) with a group of other friends. This was the first of many adventures we would have together. I am laughing now at the memories I have of all of us. And yes, embarrassing photos are about to happen.
You are very Meg Ryan You've Got Mail here. Hawt.
Here are a couple more for good measure. Trust me, honey, this hurts me just as much as it hurts you.
We have been through a lot together. And then, this past year happened. I felt blessed to be surrounded by friends who supported me, but you went above and beyond. I could never thank you enough. You helped keep my head above water. You helped me pack, move, and unpack. You came over no matter the time of day or night when I could not be alone. You let me cry. You listened when I needed to talk. You allowed me to be sad with no shame and and you told me gently when it was time to start moving on. You have been a true friend and I love you.
Is it just me, or are we getting better with each 29th birthday? Happy birthday, beautiful woman. You are simply amazing!