I just realized...

This is going to be the last year I can say, "I'm in my 30's". Boy dont that suck!

Where has life gone? How did I get to this moment so fast? I remember running across the coral beds in Colonial Drive where the houses were being built behind Jay Padron's house.
I remember walking down through the block in front of Colonial Drive Park past Eric Perron's house. I remember walking to elementary school through Colonial Drive Park though the field in the cool mornings and looking back at my foot prints in the wet grass. I remember a couple of girls who lived in the neighborhood who I had crushes on growing up. I remember when I was five or six and a little girl dressed in a yellow Easter dress showing up on my door step and asking my parents if I were home.I remember jumping off the slide on Cory Thompson's pool in his back yard and going all the way to the bottom of the pool...head first. I looked like a unicorn for a few hours and had a bad headache. Hell, looking back, I may even have brain damage, lol.

I remember waking up to a black lady with her hands tucked in her shirt, standing at the door way of my bedroom at noon! She had broken in and not realzing someone was in the house until I answered the phone. I remember watching shoot outs between cars out in the street in front of my house at night.

I remember the art work my dad had hung throughout the house, not just his, but the families. I remember his famous picnic benches he built. The other furniture he built as well. Working out in the yard. My friends I had growing up. The places I rode my bike to with friends. The times I got in trouble with my parents. The things they never caught me doing. The funny stories I tell friends and family.

I miss my dad. I miss the phone calls I would get from him simply to tell me a new joke he had heard. I miss playing cards with the family, Hearts and Spades. I miss playing Scrabble with the family. I miss playing poker with Michael, Uncle Robby, Dad, Billy, Randy, and who ever else showed up. I miss my mom (although she simply just lives far away from me) and my brother and his family.

I miss Hot Wheels believe it or not. And the time I spent there with good friends. The shit we got into and the things we did. I miss Michelle Moore alot. And I miss my friends from that time in my life.

I miss alot. I'm just thankful I have my memories of all those times and events.

Growing older needs to friggin slow down damn it!

Jas-