It has been far too long since we have hung out. What happened? We were inseparable as kids. More like brother and sister than cousins. It seems when I lived three hours away we saw each other a hundred times more often than we do now, when I'm practically right down the street. Two years without seeing each other hasn't made it easy. You've changed. Grown up. And I don't like it. I know I have also, but its hard to accept. What happened to the days of us sitting in Aunt Barb's living room eating happy meals and whining that we both got girl toys?
I actually saw that picture when we were unpacking. My eyes watered. Uncle Mike was the glue that held this family together, wasn't he? Now we've all taken our separate paths. Seen new things. Had new experiences. It's shaped us all differently. I hate to say it but I don't feel like we are a family anymore. Just a group of people forced to be civil with each other.
What made you change from that little boy? The one in the spider man suit. The one who wanted us to become famous salsa dancers? Now it's screamo music and silence. Dyed hair and a car to go wherever you want. I missed something important.
Pick me up next time you go for a drive. Lets order two happy meals and talk about the past. Then we'll get everyone together once more. Lets be a family again.
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