This summer while visiting my parents, Whirlwind found a photo of me on my parents dresser.

“Do you know who this is?” I asked.

“Yes.” She answered and then paused,  ” Is it you Mommy?”

“Yup.” I said as I continued tidying up our bedroom disaster.

“Mommy?” She asked quietly.

“Mm hmm.”

” I wish I could have played with you when you were younger….”

” Me too.”  I told her as I gave her a big snuggle.

As sweet at this moment was, are you KIDDING ME?  I am so glad we weren’t friends. We would have KILLED each other. And I am especially glad we are unable to be teenagers together. We would have burnt the town down.

Imagine our 18th Birthday parties?!

Epic.

I tell you.

But, I know we would have been best friends. And best friends pick each other up from ditches, bar toilets and jails.

Girl, I take it all back. I wish I could have played with you too. We would have rocked this joint.