a teacher, "the therapist for MRJH teachers", a wonderful mom, soon to be a grandma, the copy center advisor, rodeo royalty
I was Holly's TA in the copy center my eighth grade year.
She intimidated me, I couldn't work the machines, and little did I know she (and the copy center itself) would become one of my best friends.
Now to my ninth grade year,
one of the hardest years of my life.
I feel like this was the year that I figured out who I was, and unfortunately I found myself the hard way. Through everything like 48 absences in one term, my first boyfriend, and figuring out who are the right friends to hang around Holly was always there to listen to me "talk it out".
Through many discussions on literally everything, we became friends.
For me to stand back and look at our relationship makes me so grateful to her influence on my life-
She never treated me as if she was superior because she is older, because she was a teacher, or any other reason for which adults talk to teens like they're superior. Because of this it was her example of someone older than me, that I followed.
I would talk, and she would listen.
She would talk, and I would listen.
We laughed so hard our stomach muscles hurt.
We had more "serious" talks.
We had angry talks.
She told me about when she was growing up.
she told me about her family. (She has a very attractive son.)
I told her about my family.
Understanding, strong, smart, an astounding friend, gorgeous, easy going, welcoming, and one of my greatest friends and influences.
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