I was 14 years old when we moved to Florida and left behind the
person that I was the closest to. He was a year older than me and I
never heard the last of it. At that age, anything you can possibly
brag about was fair game. Despite this, I still revered him as both
a friend and as somebody who taught me a little about how life works
- not in a cliché manner, but instead I learned the importance of
the little things.The little things are what I remember the most.
Little things like hiding out at his house every Wednesday afternoon for an hour while my parents thought I was involved in extracurricular activities at school.
Little things like the way I would stroll by his house every day dragging our tiny dog on a walk.
Little things like the day we climbed the tallest tree (which wasn't that big because it's the desert) and felt a sense of pride.
Our adventures were relatively modest and tame, but I remember them anyway because they taught me the importance of savoring every moment.
Today, the things that my brain remembers the most aren't grandiose details or major events in life. I have a clearer picture of the day that we sat outside a laser tag place than the day that I graduated from high school.
Now that we are separated, I remember the little things instead.
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I really enjoy the spacing of your writing, it makes the page very navigable and very easy to follow. Your writing is strong, I just wish there was a little bit more, maybe one really memorable moment with your friend that you took for granted. In life, we all have those moments that we look back on and we don't know why we didn't appreciate it more, like very hug they gave you, every high five or just even said hey to you, I can really feel that in your relationship. You brush over these moments but don't be afraid to go deeper and really explain one or really highlight one that you miss the most. I like your layout and the way you incorportate "Desert Living" into your blog post. You create a sense of longing and desire to be back there but in a positive way, you are able to make the reader understand your love for the desert but that you are ok just holding onto the little things in life that made that place so special to you. I like your photo but I almost wish it was a picture of two childhood friends, even if it isn't you, just to give it that nostalgic feel. Overall a really great piece and I look forward to keeping up with your blog!
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