Have I Told You This Already?: Stories I Don't Want to Forget to Remember

by Lauren Graham

I feel like I’ve spent so much of my time as a grown-up figuring out who and what my daily people and places are: these little connections become routine, reliable, until the day when one of them moves locations or a business closes entirely, and your routine has to change.

I always tell her you can study science or blueberry waffles as far as I’m concerned; the most important thing is to be a good and kind person. I don’t think we remind the children of that enough, and I worry about them all thinking more about their accomplishments or that they need to start companies they sell to Mark Cuban on

It’s very useful to always have a friend who is much older and one who is much younger. The older friend will remind you what there is to look forward to and the younger friend will keep you telling your stories over again so you’ll remember not to forget them.

I’m not doing too much looking forward, and not getting too stuck on looking back, but feeling that no matter their age or mine, I’m happy that I have these friends, and these precious days to spend with them.

Be honest with people. People want you to love them. If they feel you are in the mess with them…and you aren’t competing but you’re in the fight with them…you can tell them the truth—good and bad—and you will get great results.

“Well, you never get over a Bridget.” And the worst part was that, without ever having personally known or been in love with a Bridget, I somehow knew exactly what he meant.

I asked and New York answered. What are the odds? And you tried to tell me New York was just a city. Obviously, as I have proven, New York is a person. But today, New York was not just any person. Today, New York was not a teacher or a challenger or a guide, even. Today, New York was a person, and that person was my friend.