I remember...
...pushing Alissa and Josh up and down the long gravel driveway at the old house in Desoto. I was 7, Alissa 2, Josh 1. How I remember that summer. My tomboyish ways, Alissa's curls, Josh's chubby cheeks. We were so innocent, untainted, and oblivious to everything but the simple joy of squeaking from one end of the road to the other...
...my Virginia Thanksgiving. Stuffing ourselves, playing card games, laughing until we cried. Kay peed her pants, I think someone fell out of a chair. Hysterical...
...coming home from college and spending the summer with my parents. Alissa and Josh were visiting. We had rented movies. Alissa fell asleep, while Josh and I stayed up watching the scary ones. We had both stuffed ourselves into my dad's recliner, even though we were awkwardly spilling out the sides. We didn't care, there was something comforting about being squashed together as the horrific scenes flashed over our faces. I hate scary movies, but Josh loved them. I could comply for my little nephew.
I hope he knows how much I love him.
3 comments:
some of our best times were with you and shane...josh and i loved how you always took us and hung out with us. The 5/6 year difference never mattered to you. we both looked up to you so much and just loved beig with you. you ALWAYS listened and cared about what we thought. we love you beyond words...
Alissa
He knows.
if you have any more pics of josh or us will you email them to me??
i remember taking this picture...love you beth
alissa
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