Was thinkin’ about this today, in the back of my noggin.

I cannot specifically identify one year in particular.

Some would be good.

How ’bout these?

Like one I spent with them, so I could play just one more fall at their side.

Another one of 17, to take her for runs at Legge, get a smoochie or to say “smile” and get one back.

This one, driving straight through to Hilton Head to spend our days on the beach and our nights talking.

At least another one, watching my beautiful kids grow into this.

One with mom.

And at least one more with dad.

What a year those would be.

Imagine.