i think i forgot how to write here.
that or i'm afraid that once i start to type... i won't be able to stop.
that it will just pour out of my heart and guts.
that would bring so much relief.
but it would also tell the truth.
that day - that rain.
it was so heavy.
it pounded, pounded, pounded down.
and i stood on our porch and i watched those boys.
fearless and happy. really truly happy.
and i cried big hot and heavy tears.
and my heart thundered and pounded and swelled and ached.
and i never ever ever want to forget it.