day 16 + 17 // generation bff.

Once upon a time, Brenna and I both wanted new bikes. Both our parents said we couldn’t have them. So Brenna purposely left hers behind her parents car so they would inevitably run over it. Brenna got a new bike. One with gears and hand brakes. I, on the other hand, am still afraid of my parents. 

Once upon a time, Brenna’s mom wouldn’t let her come play with me until she cleaned her room. So I would show up on her doorstep with a trash bag and we’d clean her room together so we could play. I am still, today, afraid of a room that isn’t clean.

Once upon another time, Brenna taught me how to drive stick shift in her white Honda on a dirt road before I had even taken drivers ed. I am, in fact, still afraid of driving stick.

And once upon this weekend, Brenna brought her husband and their girls to spend the weekend with us overnight at Glinda It just so happens that our daughters are now the same age as we were when we learned to clean our rooms and get new bikes. I watched Brenna’s daughter try to hold her bike upright trying to teach Charlie how to ride without training wheels. And it made me emotional thinking about Brenna teaching me to drive stick out on a dirt road. And I watched Charlie go down the water slide purely because Morgan did. 

I’m not afraid of nearly as many things as I used to be. And it’s cool to see a 2nd generation of Brenna teach a 2nd generation of Nicolle how to not be as scared of things.

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