• Our first pictures together
• Our first road trip
• Our first visit to NYC
• Our first time being “grown” together
• Our first dinner at a “fancy” restaurant
• Our first time being mistaken for “ladies of the night” as we strolled through the lobby of our fancy hotel at 5 am in dresses and high heels

When I think back on our first trip to New York, it always makes me smile and laugh. The laughs in the car ride to NYC, our bonding over music and stopping on the side of the highway to switch out 6 CDs in the trunk CD player (can’t believe we had to do that). I took a picture of you posing with a wine bottle. I was trying to capture how fancy we were. But, after the pictures were processed, all we could do is laugh at the damn jar of perm that was sitting on the desk.

That trip taught me two things: I learned that you were perfectly balanced just like the bottle of wine and the jar of relaxer; and I learned that you were the perfect partner in crime for me!

❤️ ❤️ ❤️