The Seeds

"Remember how I always told you you'd understand when you're older? Well, now you are."

I will never tire of trying to exhaust the water boys at restaurants or of treating the house like a gymnasium. I will forever strive to be the best statistician/pipe dream player/sudoku master of the three of us. Stream-of-consciousness emails from Ross will never get old, tearing up Clay to Win on Ben's team will never get old, walking to Thrifty's or bombing down a mountain on the rare occasions when all three of us are together will never get old.

Right in the thick of missing Ross, getting ready to start missing Ben, all I feel is appreciation for two people I have to love so much to miss so much. Here's to Christmas and a snowy happy reunion of the scattered seeds.