Remember when

Remember that first New Years' Eve when we had nothing to do and so we drove to the K-Mart that was going out of business. We bought that camera we were so proud of. And the Korn CD. You wore that CD out as soon as we got home. Then we got drunk off Tequila and counted down the New Year watching the ball drop. Remember before that I didn't realize the ball dropped a whole hour earlier than our midnight and it pissed me off so we counted down the New Year twice? That's still one of my all time favorite New Years.

Remember when we were kids and everything was a competition? I think our moms made it that way. Who raised more for the jump-a-thon, who had the higher IQ, who scored higher on what, who read more books in that damn book-a-thon thing we did each year. But that one day, the day we lost the most beautiful lady in the world, our common denominator, I saw you differently than ever before. Since then you've been more of a sister to me than the ones I've actually had. Do you remember that day on the concrete steps in front of her house? I do, it's one of my favorite memories because I knew I'd lost her but gained you in the process.

Remember the summer when we made it a practice of sneaking out, and sneaking people in? You got ratted out because somebody had it out for you, and you never told on me. Thank you for being such a good friend.

Remember when we first became friends? I was walking past your house and I stopped to talk to your cousin. You chased after me when I left and we walked around the neighborhood talking. We were inseparable after that. I still remember what we talked about, seventeen years later. I'm glad you followed me.

Remember when you did that piece on that news special? I don't mean to bring up something bad for you, but I want you to know how proud I was of you because you were so brave. I'm still proud. You've become a more beautiful lady than I ever could have imagined.

Remember when you wrote me the most adorable love note and handed it to me on the school bus? And when I hurt my knee a few weeks later I couldn't go to school for a couple of days. And I believe it was the third day, it was raining, and my mom was going to drive me to school. Right before we left though, you were standing on my front porch with an umbrella and you carried my backpack and crutches to the bus then came back and carried me?

Remember when I was 'babysitting' my little cousins across the street from you and we got scared thinking we heard footsteps in the hall. We called you and you came over and walked through the house and laughed at us for being scaredy cats. I felt so silly because we were the exact same age. I bet you don't remember that, but I do.

Remember when we were 'going together' in school and life was so sweetly simple that we were living on the edge by tucking our hands in each others' back pockets? That was one of my favorite years of school, eighth grade, and I'm glad you were a part of it.

Remember when we used to lock you two bratty boys out of the bathroom and you'd always climb in through the dirty clothes entrance in the closet. Remember when we found that little hatch door? Damn we were so excited. Somtimes I wonder if you two would still fit through that little door.

These are some of my favorite things to remember, so I thought I'd see if you remember too.