do you remember?

Jeff and I stood against the wall.  Among the desert scape, we stared up into the night sky.  The pool lay dark.  The house softly lit.  The moon wide awake.  BC came and went but Jeff and I stayed holding up the night.    

Do you remember how in Ohio you paid the uber guy not listen to me but drive us all the way to the front doors?

Do you remember the fry cook and the drunk guy in Minneapolis?

Do you remember the taco bar in Florida?

Do you remember the smell of the Las Vegas Ghetto house?

Do you remember the zen garden in Vesala?

Do you remember the "duck pond" at the Broadmoor?

Do you remember how close we both are to the end?

We stood in the dark watching the stars on his last scheduled travel meet with Sophie.  

(Regionals is in LV).  

We have done this mostly together.  Raised our daughters like sisters.  Pooled our talents and our money.  For 2 people who are very different, we work well together.

Honestly, he is a pain in the ass (he would say the same of me) 

but I couldn't have done this without him.  

And now, I can.  

BC has always protected me.  

Jeff helped me to learn to be capable and brave.

  

It is likely that this is Sophie's final season.... it is more than likely.  

It is even possible that her final meet has already happened without either of us there to see it. 

Do you remember jumping the fence? 

Do you remember the name of that beer?  

Do you remember standing on the beach staring out into the ocean?

Do you remember the scooter?

Or that time you were yelling back at me "I am a grown-ass man!"?

Deconstructed pizza and $8 orange juices?

A thousand cups of coffee in disposable cups.

Do you remember the house in Palm Springs where we stood out back by the pool and talked about all the crazy stuff we had seen and done together with our girls... but never once did we mentioned gymnastics?

Do you remember the day they first met?

Neither do I.