This Kid

didn’t know what he would be when he grew up.
didn’t know he would lose his mom when he was twenty.
didn’t know how much his dad was teaching him about life by never talking to him like he was a kid.
didn’t know that many of his friends from summer camp would still be his close friends.
didn’t know the NBA was an unrealistic goal.
did know that a strong sense of self was important.
did know that honesty and truth were non-negotiable.
did know that life was made up of tiny moments.
did know that good friends could get you through anything.
did know that the way you treat anybody was the way you treat everybody.
This kid didn’t know much, but he knew a few things.

There are so many days when I miss this kid, this era, this summer. But then I realize I am still him, just older, maybe wiser. I need to remember to live in this kid’s energy some days. Obviously not the overt energy as I look extremely non-plussed, which was common, but the low teen energy where anything was possible.