August 24, 2016
Aaagh. This month's dragging on and on. April to June just went whoosh! Gone. I don't think I've properly sat down with someone and told them about that June vacation. To be honest, I haven't sifted through my thoughts yet and I fear that I'm losing too many memories as we speak. Like how Mama's arm would brush my arm gently, quickly in that white van where we spent almost half a week driving from California to Nevada and back. Or how Brysen's little snore made me smile, or how, when he wakes up he looks out the window first.