remember how samuel, my compassionate one, loves to crawl all over you, twisting his fingers through your hair, tucking tiny toes under yours, never leaving an ounce of space for space.
remember how manoah, my courageous one, ran away in fear, hid under his bed and said, “mom, have mercy on me or i’ll stay under here for the rest of my life.” and “i love samuel so much i could squish him to death.”
remember how noelle, my cute one, buries her head in my shoulder when she gets shy and sucks her thumb when she gets sleepy.
remember how as sisters we ran wild in a winery, posing in all the pockets of remaining light, tapping into our secret super model. or our 20 point parallel parking job on the streets of oakland. and how Rick & Ann’s breakfast holds our stories, a stream full of my tears, and the best french toast on planet earth. i’ll remember the drive on the I-80, hours passing with conversations of all the people we missed the most from our past, all the things we would do differently, and best of all: silence and windows down.
isn’t it all those little moments we hope to never forget.
(HELLOOO pretty sista!)
(i will most likely regret posting this picture. actually, i’m already regretting it. i will hunt down the person who pins it to pinterest. hunt.)