When We Got Back

I know most people don't like to get all mushy gushy,  but I am about to, so leave if you want, but you have been warned. 

    Right before the accident Me, my mom, Rose, and Ava, all buried a memory box. It contained family photos, locks of hair, rock Rose wanted to add, hand written letters to each other. Mom said that we all needed to write letters to each other saying why we loved each other. We all buried the box, under a tree, with a rock rolled on top of it. Then we all promised each other that in 10 years we would all dig it up and go through the memories. Well just a few years later the crash took them, and only 5 years later the park was going to get destroyed. When Rodeo took me back I could feel everything. Mom, Rose, and Ava. I could feel them. Every thing I had missed. Since talking about them was one of Rodeos many No-Goes I hadn’t seen them nor had I felt them . I missed them, Rodeo came down siting next to me with the box siting on our laps. We looked through everything, of course we couldn’t read anything, But we could feel it. We sat like that for what felt like 5 years. Laughing at the funny photos we put in there. But mostly crying. Boy let me tell you if you never cry about missing you mom and sisters for 5 years, it feels good to cry. That is the only time I will ever say that.