I am not sure how many times all of my moms will be in one place at the same time and I do not know how many times I will hear my dad joke with jonathan but I am guessing only that once. How does one feel when seeing a brother the first time in eight years and why would I expect him to like me? Why would I expect he would care if I follow him to the beverage room to make sure he stays out of the liquor? Why would I care if he doesn't? Why did it matter they were all in the back row and why wouldn't he call anyway? There were just too many things to think about in one weekend. Too many feelings.
Me forcing Jonathan to act like he likes me:
Me and two brothers:
My mountain man dad:
Goodbye, good to see you, let's keep in touch.
2 comments:
you lookee gorgeous! go girl!
[the second e should be a d. better still, both e should be gone. and I should proof read before posting]
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