I told my mom that because I had to start 1st grade a year and a quarter too late, it was Rollin who saved me from drowning. I was okay with reading, writing and basic math, but he spent time teaching me division and decorum because I’d never encountered a structured setting. He lifted me up until I could carry myself. I gave him a living imaginary friend to play with (he was an only child), like a cartoon come to life. We were best friends. More than first loves. Like a first marriage. Loved and needed each other so much we almost couldn’t stand each other.
My mom said I have to look him up…find him again. I told her it will happen when the time’s right. I can’t imagine we can go through life without seeing each other again. But I don’t need him in my life. My 6 year old cousin Edison. He’s Rollin. Same spirit. I feel like I just have to be good to Edison as a thanks to Rollin.
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