Yesterday, you and your friends were Sneetches. I love that you still dress up. I spent today thinking about all your past Halloween costumes. It was so fun, until I decided it would be a good idea to write down all the costumes for this journal. It was all fun and games until I realize that I am missing a year: Duck, Cinderella, Goldilocks, Red Riding Hood, Peacock, ? Cheetah, Waitress, Pocahontas, Werewolf, Rae, Hermione Granger, Black Cat, Grandma, Alvin, Halloween Girl, Juice, Sneetch.
How can I be missing a year? I have a picture of every single one of these costumes, but I have no idea what happened to that year. Were you sick? Did we all stay in? Did we do something else instead? It is not like I forgot what happened on a random Tuesday in a random month in a random year, I literally have no memory of a once-a-year event that we celebrate every year, which also is a highly photographed event.
What was supposed to be a whole day of fond reminiscing turned into a nagging fear that I am now so old that I am losing my memory. I thought maybe I could take solace in the fact that there were no pictures until my brain started to tell me that I do have pictures but I have just forgotten where I put them.
This forgetting makes me really glad that I am doing this journal so there is a record of this time in both our lives. That is of course until I forget to write, or forget what I wanted to write about, wait a minute, who am I talking too?
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