Today you should be 48, but will be forever frozen at 47.
Or at least I think you would have been 48. I was never very good at remembering how old you were.
I really can’t recall any of your birthdays or parties when we were young.
Here are 48 memories I have of you. 48 things that I hope I can hold on to. 48 things that we shared.
- Huge spider we saw in Georgia in the creek behind the grandparent’s house.
- Being somewhat scared of the crawl space in Athens.
- Sharing a room in the duplex.
- Telling me to buy the Beastie Boys but I somehow bought a very, very different album because I mixed up the names.
- Paper routes.
- Sneaking beers.
- Sneaking more beers.
- Sitting on the highland hill drinking beers and getting caught.
- The NASA phones.
- Your damn, damn class ring.
- Getting called into the school office over and over again because the bill wasn’t paid.
- St. Johns weekend visit.
- Telling me the QP story.
- Chasing me around with the hot wheels track.
- That weird ghost gun thing.
- tricking Meghan into thinking we had a ghost but it was really a flashlight.
- Shooting the BB gun in the basement.
- Sneaking in some TV time when we were never allowed to watch TV.
- Eating horrible french fries at Bridgemans.
- Using the little window upstairs as a crossbow and shooting stuff into the street.
- You telling me what a tornado was and I thought we were doomed.
- Hide and seek at the duplex. You shadowed me and I never found you.
- You disappearing in Florida.
- Playing cowboys in Wisconsin.
- Playing in the dirt patch in Wisconsin.
- Sleeping in the park in Pentwater.
- You always wanting to smooth things over, or sweep them under the rug, but I wanted to air it out! (with a lot of choice words)
- The only vacation we took as a family.
- Me stealing your Steven King books and mostly putting them back before you realized.
- Dove ice cream bars.
- David Letterman.
- Dr. Who.
- Adventures in Grandmas attic. Remember all those old pencils?
- Adventures in the rec room, what was up with all the little booze bottles?
- Your stories. Telling me something that should have taken two minutes but you just went on and on and on.
- Suprised me on my 30th.
- Suprised me for my masters graduation and brought Colin.
- Your damn pocket knife. Aidan is obsessed with them because of you. I never told you that.
- When I texted you on some old system that alerted you it was an emergency. You freaked and I laughed.
- Cheeseburger, coke and fries. What we always ordered when traveling with the grandparents. They were always annoyed when we did that.
- That purple drink I spilled on grandma and we both thought I would be banished from the family for making a mistake.
- When Dad kicked that duct when your brand new BMX bike was stolen.
- food fight at dinner when I threw spaghetti at you.
- Corey – your dang bird.
- Our red metal fire trucks
- Watching Emergency.
5 thoughts on “48 seems so small.”
Celebrating the memories you had with this special person is sweet. The memories evoked emotions in me as I thought of my friends growing up-many funny stories too.
I am so moved by your slice today. You are so fortunate that you have these 48 memories to hold onto.
Forty-eight does seem small; forty-seven is far too soon. Anniversaries, especially the first ones, are hard. Thanks for sharing your special memories with us.
I love how each of these memories shows so much about this person and your relationship together. What a beautiful piece.
Thinking of you today. Sounds like each and every thing on this list could be a slice of its own.