chapter 2

The good days... A few years ago i could never ask for anything more. Mom was so beautiful and kind. She was always so caring and you could just feel the love when she was around. Father was my hero, he was everything i wanted to be when i got older. I can remember the fun vacations we took, the picinics, the family dinners. In everything we did mom would have a little life lesson to go along with it. I can remember exactly how she smelled and exactly how she looked. Man...i miss the good old days.