Afternoon,
Fam…
So, I’m
gonna get mushy with this post, so be warned.
I’m also gonna break my spoiler rule, because this season of Alex & Katie hit me hard…like took
me back to my early teens, early 20s hard.
Now, for
those of you that’ve been following us, you know I lost my best
friend, Noe, when I was 13 to MD, and my brother, Joey, in ’00. Without my friends and fam, I wouldn’t’ve
made it through. That’s where I’m coming
from.
Let’s begin…
The first
season, Katie was there for Alexa to help her cope with her cancer diagnosis,
making sure she could attend classes when she wasn’t feeling well enough to
actually attend, going so far as to Facetime her while they were in class. She’d even sleep in Alexa’s bed with her for
the support.
This season,
Alexa paid it forward after finding out she was in remission at her last
checkup when she helped Katie get the $2000 she needed to go on a London trip
she desperately wanted to on with her theatre class after she had to use the
money she’d spent the whole semester getting to pay for an accident she had…at
the expense of the lavish Sweet 16 party she’d planned for a toned down one to
have said money for Katie.
Yeah, the
show’s geared towards the teen demo, but anybody who’s had someone carry them
through the bad shit life can throw at a person, will get this.
Story time:
I’m 13, I lost
Noe Summer ’91, and I’m pissed at the world.
I lashed out, getting in trouble with the law, and had to do community
service washing handle bars at one of the old folks’ homes here that spring
break. I remember one day in particular
my friend Heather, who I knew from the couple years I went to Midland Christian,
and Rodney, who I met my freshman year and who knew Noe, and I had lunch. It was a bad day for me, I was depressed and
whatnot. It was one of those Breakfast
Club moments when you put it all out there.
That year was an F’ed up year, but the year I also met Will, Rob, and
Lee (RIP), who all knew Noe from Junior High.
We keep up still today.
When my
brother died, we were all doing our own thing since we’d graduated, but Heather
showed for Joey’s wake and sat with me.
The rest of the gang either came through or called when they found out.
End of story
time.
In case I
haven’t you guys how much love I’ve got for you a bit, I’m throwing it out now.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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