I remember.

I remember how much I loved July.

I remember my kindergarten teacher. She called me love bug.

I remember my sister shoving socks in my mouth. 

I remember when my 6th grade crush came to play at my house. 

I remember how embarrassed I was when he saw all my Barbies I still played with.

I remember how exciting it was when my cat had kittens.

I remember how bad it hurt when I first fell off my bike. I still hate riding bikes. 

I remember the feeling of soaring the higher and higher I got on the swings. 

I remember how hard I would try to stay awake year after year. 

I remember how disappointed I was the next morning when I fell asleep before the clock stuck midnight. I always missed the celebrations. Now I'm writing this at 2 a.m. 

I remember how excited I was when I found a penny. 

I remember how scared I was of the number 3. 

I remember the tears washing my face when I had to give my kitty away. 

I remember how badly I wanted to grow up. 

I remember how warm my blanky was. 

I remember throwing up my favorite baloney sandwich. I haven't eaten baloney in years.

I remember my first win. 

I remember my latest loss. 

I remember how beautiful my sister was at her graduation. I won't look as good in that cap and gown this year.

I remember thinking how long I had to wait to put my favorite key chain on my car keys. 

I remember screaming the first time I drove alone. 

I remember the smell of my grandmas closet. 

I remember begging for quarters everywhere I went. 

I remember how bouncy those bouncy balls were. I always lost them after 1-2 bounces. 

I remember how much I loved cold hot dogs. 

I remember thinking how old my siblings seemed when they were in high school. I still act and feel like I'm 7.

I remember not wanting to be a little kid anymore. 

I remember not wanting to be 17 anymore.