What Am I? Chopped liver?

What am I chopped? Chopped liver?….. this is what my mom would say to me every time I told her that I’m tired of being the only girl and not having someone to do stuff with. I would say “mommy, you are no fun”.

I have three brother and zero/zilch/nada sisters. Growing up I always wanted a sister. when I was 5 my mom got pregnant. I remember thinking “yes! I finally have my chance to get a sister”. I just knew she was having a girl and didn’t second guess it. I started to brainstorm names that I would like my new sister to have.

I remember it like it was yesterday. My mom called me in from outside and had me sit down… then she broke my heart…she told me she was having a BOY!!!!!!!! I died inside. I was so upset that I actually cried. I asked her why and told her to take him back (I didn’t need that type of negativity in my young life). She tired to explain to me that she couldn’t pick the sex of the baby blah blah blah. The only thing that made me feel better was that she told me I could pick his name. My first choice was to name him  toilet head (which I thought was hilarious). I finally decided on the name TYLER because my best-friend at the time name was Taylor. Tyler and I of course became very close and I looked at myself as a second mom (which is funny because I’m only 5 years older than him).

I still had that sister itch so my mom being the wonderful person that she is signed me up for a program called Big Brother Big Sisters. She told me that I had been paired with a big sister named Jennifer. I was both excited and nervous. Excited to get a big sister but nervous to meet someone new. I remember eating sunflower seeds on my porch waiting for Jennifer to arrive. I was 8 years old at the time. While my mother, Jen and I were getting acquainted by brother actually stole my sunflower seeds and bit me in the stomach which I believe made me cry (a sister wouldn’t have betrayed me like that). Til this day Jennifer and I get a kick out of that story. Our first outing was to the Erie Basin Marina on September 12, 2000 ( Thanks for the exact info, Jen).


SIDE NOTE: Jennifer never ages, you’ll see.

Jennifer coming into my life has been one of the best things that happened to me! I grew up in a low income household and with a single mother and four kids she had to take care of so needless to say, we couldn’t really afford to do many things. Jennifer exposed me to things I would have never experienced otherwise, Even writing this, I am getting emotional thinking about everything that she has done for me.


She took me too countless resturaunts  and we did sooooo many amazing things. Jennifer always made me feel ridiculously special on my birthday and Christmas.

Jennifer would come get me Saturday or Sunday almost every weekend. One weekend Jennifer had something she had to do and couldn’t come get me and I cried I was so attached to her. I looked forward to our outings all week.

 I told you… she never ages.

Jennifer is such a thoughtful, selfless, unconditional loving person. I cant imagine my life without her. Any major event in my life she has been there for me. When I lost my son she was right there in the hospital room holding my hand. She has watched me grow from a young child into a woman.


At my undergrad graduation

I can literally go on and on about how awesome of a person Jennifer is. People come into our lives and can change it. The Big Brother Big Sister program is an awesome program and I’m honored to have been apart of it. I finally got that sister I always wanted! Cherish those who come into your life and change it for the better!

To Jen, Thank you for being you. Thank you for giving a young girl a chance and showing her to world is bigger than the projects/public housing. Ok, I have to go… my tears are wetting the keyboard.

Thank you for Stopping by!


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