Sometimes it’s good to revisit old haunts with fresh sets of eyes.
From the park to the Tower and everywhere in between.
I know that I’ve said it before, but cousins are brilliant.
We have a long shared history.
She and I have history that is unique to just the two of us.
We pick up where we’ve left off.
We laugh together.
We cry together.
We mourn our losses together.
We celebrate our happy times together.
We see our sons creating the links that bind the next generation.
Cousins are brilliant.
Summer 500: 265.