The Best of the Best

My daughter was reflecting All the bests in her life. She caught me off guard. When she brought up Her favorite memory ever. A giant box? Remember when Tee and I were little, she asked me. And you gave us the giant box. We colored it, decorated it, played in it until it was in shreds. We cried when it was gone. Her favorite memory in forty-six years of living. It meant so much to her, I pretended to remember