I must have watched this about 20 times in a row.
It was taken just before we moved to Whitby.
I also found a picture of the garden I made. When we moved to our first house (across the lawn from the house I grew up in), the yard was nothing but a gigantic overgrown cedar hedge and some sketchy grass. We took out the hedge, and built the fence together. Then, over the summer while he was at work, I dug out the patio area, laid 2 types of gravel, built u the garden beds and planted the garden myself.
I had it so good and didn't even realize it.
All I kept thinking of was how the house could be bigger, the yard could be bigger....shit like that. I really didn't appreciate what I had. I had the love of my life, a house, a garden I made myself, my sister next door, and lots of wonderful pets.
I feel like we were still kids and had so much growing up to do. I only wish we could have done it together.
Hindsight is cruel bitch.
I totally need to bake something.