For Cousins, You Drive
April 5, 2019
Somewhere in the hours between mountains and wide open spaces
I lost my chill, my cool, and all my patience.
But as we rolled to a stop and four little legs joined more little legs
I remembered why we drive.
We drive to make memories of kites and scraped knees
Of popsicles, piggybacks, swinging on trees.
There are Legos, and geckos, and sweet doggie kisses.
Playgrounds, and unicorns, hunting for fishes.
Siblings are wonderful to have by your side
But a cousin brings something new to the ride
A confidante, buddy, a real piece of your heart
Who is there to make memories, and share their Pop Tarts
A cousin brings magic, newness, and joy
They are there when you’re still a small girl or boy
They will also be there until the very end
When you start losing people, and need a true friend
I reflect on the times that my parents drove us
Knowing full well we would squirm, whine, or fuss.
It’s not easy, but then again most things worth it are not.
But for cousins, you drive.
With love for the journey,
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