from your first breath

25 years ago I took my first breath. Suddenly I had an infinitely greater amount of space to stretch without getting kicked in the head. As great as that sounds, I was now alone. An Eskimo flying solo. Or so it seemed. One minute elapsed. 380 finally made his appearance. Move over, MMMBop. Boy bands are SO 90s. Duos are timeless. I could write a whole bunch about our years of growing up together, but I’ll try to keep this post short. 3 reasons why you will always be my number one best friend: 1. You are the reason why … Continue reading from your first breath