Love, Jenny

They say that time is the one thing you can’t get back, but what “they” don’t tell you is that time can become a slippery slope of memories forgotten, faces not known, and a full life abandoned as the mind erodes and the beautiful chaos of life becomes dust. There are many causes for this, not simply age. But, for those who are watching this happen, it doesn’t really matter what the cause is, the effect remains just as painful. A loved one slipping away to a place you cannot go.

Love, Jenny is dedicated to remembering my life with my dad — to recall the things he cannot and to serve as an outlet for me to share with him the wonderful life he helped to build for me.

My relationship with my dad was never complicated and neither is my reflection of him. For me, my dad’s humor sustained me, his devotion to me clear, and our friendship built since my childhood. Simply put, for my whole life, my dad has been at the very center of my world.

I plan on sharing these memories as they come to me, as random as that may be because that is how the mind works: sporadic glimpses into the past to remind you of who you are.

It is important to me that people know and remember my dad as I have known him. For that reason, I vulnerably share my life with you. (memories are located in the drop down menu at the top of this page)

Love, Jenny