This is Sarah. I love Sarah and it has been FAR too long since I have seen her. Sarah is a lot of things, she's a mother, a wife, a sister, an amazing writer (I LOVE to read her blog, but it's private so, sorry to the rest of you who won't get that opportunity) she's quick witted and very funny. Not everyone knows this because she can also be quiet and shy at times. She's tender-hearted. She would never in a million+ years hurt anyone intentionally. She's also my niece. There are 2 very specific times that Sarah comes to mind because she and I share 2 very specific "quirks" (I guess that's the best name for it). Because I encountered both of those situations already today, I have Sarah on my mind.

The first quirk we share is
presents. Both of us worked as gift wrappers at different stores when we were teenagers. And because of that experience (and just because of our personalities) we CANNOT abide an unfolded edge when we wrap presents. Because I know this about her - I think about her everytime I wrap presents, which I was doing today for Cooper's birthday tomorrow.

The second is
pennies. Neither one of us can leave a penny. Once we've seen it - it
must be picked up. I attended her ward one time when we were both living in Provo where someone gave a talk on the worth of souls. He talked about how each of us has the same worth to Heavenly Father. We're all pennies. Some of us are new and shiny - other have been neglected or lost. They no longer shine - they may be tarnished or sratched but when you put 100 of them together it still makes a dollar. (There was much more to the talk - but you get the idea).
I sometimes play a game called Lucky Penny that I made up for days when I just don't feel like going for a run. I have to run, but as soon as I see a penny on the ground I can turn around and go home...usually I end up finishing my run with no penny.
Today at Target there was a penny on the ground behind my car. My hands were full so I unloaded the cart, got the kids buckled in and thought "I'll just let someone else find that penny"...but I couldn't - I got out & picked it up. Maybe it's a little OCD, or maybe it's just "tradition". But no matter the situation - when I pick up a penny it ALWAYS reminds me of Sarah.
I hope you're doing well Sarah. I miss you and hope I get to see you this summer!
{P.S. Sarah means Princess...in case you missed that connection. ;)}