An Open Letter to my Jen (or Draz's BFF)...but I like calling her mine.

So on Monday the always beautiful Jen posted on her blog.  Now I am going to respond to Jen on my blog.  Why?!?!  Because I truly love her.  I know...I've never met her a day in my life...she could walk up to me a slap me today and I would have to read the police report to know it was her.  But I love her.  She is my sister in this journey...and my friend.

My dearest Jen,

After reading your blog on Monday I cried.  I cried because I understood your pain.  No, I have not been banded as long as you, and there are some things you have dealt with that I have not.  However, there have been times when I was positive my middle name was Loser instead of Lynn.  I can not change the way you are feeling.  But I can share with you how I feel about you...and honey I feel something wonderful about you.

I also cried because all I see when I look at you is pure, uninterrupted beauty.  A beautiful smile, beautiful eyes, a beautiful body and a beautiful spirit. You are someone who cares for others wholeheartedly without the desire for something in return.  You are you...and YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH!!!

I went back and read your blog from January 2010 until present (stalk much...LOL).  Your second post you named your band Amelia.  You named her after a woman you have admired your entire life.  This is the quote you attached to that blog post.

"She set the stage for women, not only in the aviation field, but any field, to fulfill their dreams. She made women realize that if they are determined and confident they do not have to listen to all the No's, but only to their own personal determination to say yes."

You are my Amelia.  You do not listen to the No's.  You keep going.  Even when you have moments where you feel you have failed...you keep going.  Even when you have an idiot Doctor who doesn't know whether to scratch his watch or wind his ass...you keep going.  Even when you have Flammin' Hot Mondays...you keep going.  See you are determined to say yes.

You are an inspiration to me.  You have fought and kept fighting.  Even when the weight isn't coming off...you keep fighting.  You have lost an amazing 93 lbs.  That is something to celebrate.  It lets those of us...especially me know that I may not drop 100 or more pounds this year...but I can still do it.  It may take awhile...but it is still possible. 

Jen...you are no failure.  You are a success story.  You are a continued success...and you are my friend and I love you.