The title of this post is the name of one of my playlists on my ipod. It has songs that remind me of my childhood, songs that bring me back to Boston and being a kid.
Anyway, my last vacation home my sister and I were driving down to the Cape to my cousin's house. I made Niki get off the highway and go through our old neighborhood in Boston so I could take some pictures. Yesterday I played with some of the pictures in photoshop and this is what I came up with. I *love* these pictures, love how they came out and I love the feelings the conjure up when I look at them.
This our apartment building we lived in. We lived on the 2nd floor.
This is looking up the street from in front of the apartment.
And this last one is the front door of the apartment.
That door is the exact same door that was there when we lived there.
The exact same door.…
The door that we walked through a thousand times.
So many memories are behind this door…
When I look at this picture, my mind opens the door and my memories just explode behind it.
Me, my brother and my sister went through so much in this apartment.
In this apartment is when I came to understand the true value of family….the true value of having a brother and sister to share my life with. Because no matter what I went through in my childhood, good and bad, they were right there with me. And they experienced it all too.
They mean the world to me…having them all my life has been a true blessing for me and I honestly don't know what I would do without them. I wasn't the best big sister and I hope in our adult life, I have made amends for some of the wrongs. I am so glad that we are still close, that time nor distance has diminished our relationship.
They are my history, my comfort, my heart and my home.
My big little brother and my sistah….
Thank you for sharing my life with me.
I love you so much!
Anything But Gray 
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