Thursday, December 16, 2010
Kim, you was my 1st ever best friend. We grew up living our life to the fullest, without a care or concern in the world. I can still see us walking barefoot down the road and smoking, looking to make sure my momma or your daddy wasn't anywhere in sight. I will never forget the day that we took your daddys 3-wheeler, then flipped that sucker in the deepest ditch around, then wondering how the heck we was gonna get it out and back home before we got caught. We wasn't worried about being hurt, we just had to get that 3-wheeler home before Mr. Gene got home. We had some fun girl. Then we grew up, got married, had our babies, and lost touch. We talked on the phone lots but now I see that it wasn't enough. I wish I woulda made time to call you everyday, and went to see you as much as possible. I took time for granted. I love you and will miss you forever.
