The Wind in my Hair...

I have lived in my house for just shy of eight years and today something amazing happened. For the first time in those 8 years my father met me at my house "on the Harley" so we could go for a ride. I had a great time!!! Growing up Harley rides were a big part of my time with my dad. We would say to my mom we were going to go fill'er up with gas and a few hours and at least one tank full of gas later we would be home. I miss that time and was very happy to have that today.