It just can’t be.
I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. You were going to be my very first, first-cousin. I came to visit you in the hospital after a summer softball game almost exactly one month before I turned 13. From that time on I was with you as much as humanly possible. To you, I was “big Ashley.” [They had a small dog named Ashley…so I was deemed the “big” one.] To me, you were the coolest thing ever.
And now you’re 17?? And here I am still spending as much time with you as humanly possible on my visits home. Thanks for putting up with me all these years! Even after that time I accidentally let you roll off the changing table……
Senior year is a big deal. Enjoy it!
I LOVE YOU!! [Embarrassing, I know. But you’re used to it.]