Thursday, September 25, 2014

making memories

Even more than memories.
I wanted them to spend time doing things together.
To remember they have more in common than me.
They live so far apart, it would be so easy to lose touch.
There is no one who will understand them (on some levels):
even though they are very different.
the way they understand each other simply because they are weird, like me.
(beams with pride)
i think its really a crap shoot with kids.
i know some grown kids that dont leave or have trouble socially and get stuck.
or worse! any number of things can happen. im just lucky.
im flattered they took the time from their lives to spend with me, next time it will be for each other as well.
I can already see they are closer.
how lovely.
check that off my list.