Ok, weirdest and coolest thing to happen to me in YEARS. When I was kid... (and a pretty rough around the edges kind of one, mind you) I had a really close friend. He was my absolute best friend in the whole world. I mean, his older sister babysat me for years. We had a mock wedding for crap's sake! We had a deal that we'd go to the Timpanogas temple together... 'Course, back then it was in marriage... I still just can't believe this is happening... He's found me...

Ok, so I'm on Mindsay and laddie daddie dah. He found me. That's what matters. ^^

Cause see, I moved around a lot as a kid... didn't get much stability... I don't remember much of my childhood... I blocked almost all of it out. So sometimes I make up memories to fill in the blanks, until someone else fills them in with the truth. Like with Josh Phillips, he's my buddy and all, but I don't remember too much. Except that we had fun. He always tells me what really happened, but I can never remember. Course, it was never a problem, until now... I only remember small little things... Like the balcony... his back yard... the knots... him always saying he's a daredevil... the picture of Timp Temple, and his dining room counter... the coul de sac... but not much else... I faintly remember white apartments where I once lived... but I don't remember much of anything. The basic layout... poster paints... jump ropes... fingers shut in doors... the tonka trucks... and the tower of tires... Not much though... all of it's so fuzzy... I think it's because that was around the time I was being sexually abused. So I can see why I blocked it out, but still, I wish I had a childhood I could remember.

Ok, so why did I go on that nostalgic speil? To show just how monumental this is. I mean, this is like... Earth shakingly important. He IS my childhood, my past, the cream filling that I never got to see cause I threw out the whole cookie in general. I'm in such shock that this is happening, that he's so grown up, that I'M so grown up, that we're both... I mean.. Gosh! This is mind numbingly fantastic! Reminds me of the time I drank a third of a 44 ounce slushee... I couldn't think, I was just numbed. This is so... amazing I can't even comprehend it!

Here. Go here. http://www.ozyandmillie.org/ Then you'll understand what we were like as kids. Except imagine Millie a little bit more meloncholy... and our parents didn't date, though they hung out sometimes. But all in all, those are our escapades almost to a T.

To my little Joshy, who, ironically, isn't so little anymore:

Thank you for finding me. May we continue our friendship in peace and safety and with God's blessing. ^^