My dear friend. Your essays have this uncanny ability to make me feel as though I am there with you. Especially sitting on the car hood at the ending.
What a talent you have to create this in a reader, Rebecca.
What a treat it is to know you on Medium.😍🥰❤️❤️❤️💕
PS. What an era to grow up in, too. I like the way you make peace with it.
But then I do like that brain of yours, girlfriend.