She invited me to her sister Robin’s wedding. We laughed, she said, “ I knew it was you, Tandi, only you would keep staring). I took my baby, and I was going to confront this chick. Of course, I stared at her the whole time. Do you know that feeling that someone is watching you? This lady was staring at me from another store across the walkway (the stores had all glass). I was shopping at a mall in Oregon City with my baby boy Benjamin. Of course, Lesley was there through everything.
It didn't work living with my mother I left her house when I was fifteen and moved in with my boyfriend. I found my strength after living with my father and stepmom. Lesley was that caring person that would tell you how she felt but would never tell you, “I told you.” Lesley told me, “don't do it” ( she told me even though she would love to have me back in Oregon, please don't move back to your mother's). It was the summer between our freshman and sophomore years.
I ended up moving back to Oregon with my mother. Lesley came up to visit me several times. I ended up going to live with my father in Washington. That apple didn't fall far from the tree. Lesley was the first person I confided in about the abuse I was going through living with my mother.Īs time went by, she and her mother (Fran) helped me and my brother get away from the abusive home we lived in.įran (Lesley’s mom) was a special lady, kind and beautiful. Lesley and I remained friends off and on Throughout our teenage years. When we got outside, we threw the nails away in the garbage and ran home. One time Lesley and I went into Fred Meyers and stole “ Sally Hansen's press on nails, “ We were convinced would-be caught. Yes, she introduced me to “Queen.” The posters of Queen and Freddie Mercury cover a wall in her room she loved Freddie. Lesley shopped at Nordstrom's I shopped at Fred Meyers. She was beautiful, kind, and befriended this fat ugly, Awkward girl that came into the school. Lesley was the beautiful girl in school that all the girls were jealous of. I met Lesley at Our Lady of Sorrows in Portland.
I was saddened to read that Lesley passed away.
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