My neighbour’s kids have been ringing the doorbell and running away, and it brought back so many childhood memories🤣🤣🤣 It’s the little things like this that make you nostalgic. I’m just really glad they’re getting to experience the kind of childhood we had.
Grief is a bastard sha. Randomly re-realising that I will never see this person again. They will never be on this plane of existence again. I have to die to see them again.