I remember.

I remember being two with you, being inseparable from each other and our nala and simba stuffed animals.
I remember living in Germany and spending every waking moment with our mamas.
I remember the way you walked on your tiptoes.
my mom remembered you screaming at the top of your lungs, and that you loved ramen noodles the most when they were cold.

I remember wandering how you were doing when we parted ways, and through elementary school talking to you on the phone when our moms would be talking.
I remember coming to Georgia and visiting you when we were about eight.
I remember the dinner your mom made and how much we loved it, some sort of mexican casserole. and they couldn't believe how much we ate.

I remember keeping in touch through facebook and always complaining we didn't get to see each other more.
I remember our conversations of being so ready to graduate and go to school and live our lives.

I remember two summers ago when we finally saw each other again.
I remember how it was like we had never been apart. it was like we were two again, and instead of carrying around simba and nala with our mommas, we were carrying purses and shopping bags.
I remember we bargained our way into cheaper flat irons.
I remember we planned our senior pictures, and tried on ridiculously high red high heels.
I remember thinking how amazing it is that God can keep two people so far apart so close together.

I remember just a few weeks ago talking about how we needed to see each other this summer.
I remember that we talked about God, college, and our family.

I will never forget these things about you.
I can't even imagine how terrible your family is feeling.
they saw you everyday, I saw you once every few years and it hurts me.
it is so obvious how much you were loved and I am looking forward to seeing you again one day.

your loved ones are hurting here but I take comfort in the fact that you are somewhere where you don't even remember what hurting is.

I love you Morgan.
I will see you in heaven.