Skinning Oranges

If I looked back at my life, I would probably relax more...
I'd enjoy spending time with my 2nd aunt just as much as I did years ago. I guess again and again I learn to love more because life is short, but lately I've been increasingly frustrated with where I am at.
I think the person that I take for granted the most after my parents would be Vince. So because no one really reads my blog, cept for the curious few and because I miss him here are some little things I noticed and appreciate:

Skinning Oranges for me to devour:
I'll never forget the first time I went to eat dinner at your house. It was awkward. At the end of it though, I was really touched by how you peeled oranges for your frail wrinkly grandma. Then you peeled me one too, and the best part is you never stopped.

It's weird that this is always the first thing I mention when I think about why I date you. It is a very selfless gentle act of service, not even for me at first, but you included me in it. I guess the way to my heart is through my stomach.