Little things...

A few days back, I told Y'all about a day I would love to go back to. A day at the beach with my love beside me. 

I can still feel the sun on my skin, the taste of salt in the air,  the sound of the waves crashing and the fear of being pooped on by those darn flying demons! But most of all, I can still feel a hand holding mine. I can still see the smile on her face. I can still hear the kids laughing as the played out in the water.

There are other days too. Like when Amy and I would just drive for hours. Talking, singing, laughing, and getting lost just to see where we would come out at. The countless hours we spent at the local truckstop, not eating, just talking. 

I guess what I am trying to get at here folks, is that life is what you make it. If I thought of all the wrong things that had happened through out the years,  I would have forgotten about those simple little things.

Its those little things that one can keep going back to. 

Big Man Out 

Tank