When I look back on periods of my life, I certainly do miss what I feel were the
better days for me. These days just feel like a rat race and life is too fast paced...
My family had struggles, my dad worked too much, and there were times we all scraped by, but we still all made it through, together.
Over the years, I've lost my mom, lost one of my two younger brothers, and almost lost my dad who now has more health problems now as well that really concern me.
It's easy to yearn for what we felt were the "good old days" when life just keeps going and some days you feel like it's passing you by.
Lately with the cost of food, gas, guns, ammo, and EVERYTHING ELSE, just a few years ago seem like one of those "good old days" periods in my life.
