Looking back at our entire trip to New Orleans I am reminded of the little things, because five years from now, those are the things you remember most. Like…
Trying to get the door to our house open every day. (You have to lift and pull).
Saying “click click” “beep beep” “flash flash” because our car wouldn’t lock and it made us feel better to pretend.
Getting to chat with Ms. Casandra and taking pictures with her on the last day.
Finding water meters in the French Quarter.
And, when it comes down to it, just spending time together.