missing Jenny

I woke up this morning around half an hour before the alarm went off.  Stretched luxuriously, wiggled my toes and thought happily, “If I hadn’t pulled out of that movie, I would be getting ready to go in a couple of days.” And it was such a feeling of abundance that I stayed on that happy thought for the next little while.  It was a wonderful way to start the day. 

My only regret with the whole thing is that I won’t be spending that time with my sister, Jenny.  Being creative with her.  Diving in to our alternate reality, the characters and their joint lives.  I wish that ________ wasn’t such a piece of work, because then it would have been so much fun. 

Actually, you know, I just thought of something funny.  It probably would have felt pretty familiar in an odd sort of messed up way.  The reason us girls dived so deeply into the make-believe worlds, pretending to be princesses, merchant’s daughters and elaborate games of Barbies that spread out all over the floor of our room with continuous stories that went on for days, was that it provided an escape from the hard work and challenges of our home life.  So, maybe working amidst yucko’s dictatorship would have felt like old times? 

Not getting to work with my sister, that’s the loss.  She was the best at make-believe.  Came up with the most exciting, inventive storylines.  Sometimes, when we were playing Barbies, Suzanne, Becky and I would find that we would drift over to where Jenny’s Barbies were hanging out, our own uninspired Barbies hanging limp in our hands, while Jenny’s Barbies went on dates and boys kissed them, and they got into all kinds of mischief.  Jenny was the ring leader growing up.  Anything she did was so much more thrilling than anything we could come up with. 

So, I’m sorry about that.  Would have loved to work with Jenny, but not on this particular project.  That would most emphatically not have been fun.

Posted by Meg Tilly on Friday, May 09, 2008 in

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