As I slowly pull out memories it’s both overwhelming and defeating. I am a fixer.
Kinda how we balanced each other - I am so grateful to pull out random pictures and remember things that happened 20 years ago that I would otherwise forget. I remember the summer you went with your family to Millerton and you jumped off the rocks following the boys - slight hesitation resulted in one broken ankle and one sprained. I gave you a piggy back ride everywhere we went. I’m pretty sure that was the summer I started getting called Popeye for my biceps. Lol. ILY.