While I was busy enjoying my morning with the amazing prayer shawl ladies, Adam and Abby were out shopping. At one point, Adam texted to ask if I wanted a hot dog or pizza from the Costco food court.
Although I don't indulge in this particular treat very often these days, it seemed an appropriate choice today because Logan loved it so, and his birthday is this coming week.
That's right: he'd be turning 19 on the 31st. It's pretty hard to believe since he's frozen at 5 and a half in my mind's eye, but it's true.
So I am grateful that today, I got to remember him and his sweet chirpy voice and his dance moves and his intoxicatingly dazzling smile while munching on one of his very favorite foods. Because flavors --even the simple ones like mozzarella and tomato sauce and crispy shreds of cheese on crust-- can unlock scores of memories.
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