It was a good weekend. Not only did my lovey wife and I escape the ATV Road Warrior madness, we got together with good friends.
You reach a point in life where it takes a lot of effort to get together with friends. There are always demands. Some of my friends are dealing with ancient parents and their own children at the same time. Then there’s always work, getting in the way of life.
However, it spite of it all, a half dozen of us met at a campground and had a fine time. In the back of our minds was the fact that the clock is always running. If we don’t get together for good times we’ll only see each other at funerals.
We don’t want to be those people.
-Sixbears
