Good Old Days (A Glimpse At My Past)
My daughter went out on her first real night out with friends Friday night.
What started as three girls turned into three girls, two guys, and a little sister. All band geeks. And that’s cool.
She was sitting there last night telling us about what they did and mentioned, “we went and got Taco Bell and sat in the bank parking lot and ate,” and then she just smiled.
One of those smiles of pure joy.
I remember those days. Just plain and simple. Happy.
Nothing beats that.
Yeah. That’s good.
I think I’ll leave it there tonight.
That’s it. That’s the post.