Does everyone like this morning’s photo post? You can tell they’re best friends, can’t you?
When I was fourteen, my best friend’s parents experienced health issues. He came to live with us for the summer after my eighth grade year. His name was Brian. My family lived in a beach community at the time, much like the one I live in today. Brian and I spent the entire summer roaming the shore, surfing and swimming.
I had twin beds in my room, and we both slept there each night. We’d lie in our beds and talk into the wee hours. It was one of the best summers of my life. I never had a brother, but having Brian live with us was much like having a male sibling. We never quarreled. I hated it when summer came to an end, and Brian moved back with his parents.
When I saw the photo I’ve posted here, it reminded me so much of my summer with Brian. I wonder where he is today?
I’m up early. I have a follow-up appointment with my doctor on my knee surgery. Maybe I’ll get to ride my bike and swim after today. Maybe I’ll be able to visit the YMCA tomorrow. We’ll see.
Have a nice Thursday, everyone.