Reminiscing

I feel like reminiscing.
I am taking a trip no one knows about soon and it is making me think about where I used to be in life. It makes me think about my past relationships, past friends, and of badminton tournaments with my brother on sunny summer afternoons where we would just smack the hell out of that poor poor birdie (or shuttlecocks). We even had our special expensive rackets no one else could use. We got so good no one could beat us so we were force to split up for doubles tournaments. It just wasn't fun for anyone else. We used to give each other welts from slamming the birdie so hard and it hitting our bare chests. Oh brotherly bonding.
Ever since I left LA I haven't played and I realize as I write this that I am talking years now and I miss that. I am pretty sure Frankie hasn't played either. Maybe I can get Angie and Jason a net as a house warming gift, or maybe Cameron and Ruthie, who just bought their house last week.
I am thinking about these things because they are comforting and pleasant and because Frankie, Adrienne, Luciani, and Eloisa seem so far away. My little niece and nephew are growing up and I am missing it. There isn't much I can do about it either. It is hard when your family splits up to pursue their dreams.
I just hope I can see them all again soon and maybe, just maybe, slam that birdie for a point.