- 7:31 AM, Monday,
October 20th, 2025:
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- What a core memory
for me...
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- So I actually
have a blurry memory of playing with my hot wheels cars
on the lines in the carpet at my great-grandmother's
funeral. I remember touching her hand as well, and I
also remember my mom defending my actions to someone
within earshot because I was like 4 and I guess this
bothered some people that thought kids should be uniform
and sitting, etc. Wouldn't ya know a
few decades
later I find
myself in her shoes and everything came full circle. And
suddenly it not only felt correct to let the kids be
kids... it felt necessary. It felt beautiful. It
felt like something everyone should see and be reminded
of.
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- And when telling that
story 8 years ago, I needed a song to go with the
video...
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- Oh those sweet little
souls. That's the real core memory for me, being able to
see that moment through their eyes while I tried to keep
them occupied over a long day in the hot sun. It's one of
those memories where I do indeed have to admit I
miss those people. I adore my children and love the ages
they're at and all the things they're doing and we laugh
and laugh and laugh... but they are most definitely not
those two little fuckers anymore. I am sooooooooooo glad
I documented them so much. Because spending an hour
watching those videos does fill all those holes in my
brain that miss them.
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- I'm lucky beyond
words.
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- Adam
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