For a split second, that awful February day, I imagined that we wouldn't make it this far. That moment didn't last longer than my breath but it was long enough for me to be afraid to live in a world that didn't have you. That moment has stayed with me since and will for the rest of my life. Sigh. There simply aren't enough colors in the universe for me to paint you a picture of how much you mean to me.
11/8/10
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What a sweet pic of you and your little (big) bro.
Let me take the photo, he says. My arms are longer, he says. I'll get a good picture of us with the Christmas lights in the back, he says.
Behold, my floating head.
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