I use to babysit my little cousin when she was three and four years old. She was such a spunky child. Quite the chatterbox, she always had questions. Stephanie RAN everywhere she went. She loved shopping with her mom and even at three knew what it was her mother needed to purchase whether they needed it or not. In the evening she would run around the house in her footie pajamas. She would run but drag her feet at the same time, sometimes making enough static electricity to make her hair stand up on its ends. Bedtime was not an option until daddy gave her a horsie ride or two and tumbled around on the floor like a gold medal gymnist. Even though I did not know Stephanie as an adult, that little girl went with her into her adult life. Thank you Stephanie for introducing me in your own little insistant way to my husband. Little did I know that when you took my hand as we walked to the park, you were taking me to my destiny. God be with you til we meet again.