An angel angel woke me up today!

This morning Spencer woke me up at 5:30 a.m. It seemed like an angel was there with me though because just as soon as I woke up my mind was flooded with memories and ideas. I started thinking about porcupine meatballs--a yummy meal my Mom and Dad make. Then, I was thinking about all the wonderful meals I had growing up and feeling pretty grateful to my parents who both worked so hard to make our life good. Then, I thought of my brothers, the Nintendo game tournaments they would have, Lee Trevino golf, my dad sleeping on the couch as he "watched" golf on TV. Suddenly, I was back and it felt so good. I miss those days. I miss my family. I miss my mom bringing soup home from Al's Oasis. I miss riding our bikes down to Al's to get some chips so that my dad could make nachos. I miss wondering around all day long in Oacoma. I miss the time we all rode our bikes to the dude ranch some of us with shoes and some without. I remember that one bike was broken--it was Mary's purple bike--the banana seat would flip back wards if we weren't careful. A few people were riding together. I remember pedaling up the big hills and how long it took to get there. I remember how good the water felt and how disappointed we where when Jon told us it was time to go back home. And I remember coasting down the big hill home and how good our cool house and cold cantaloupe tasted when we returned. I miss my brothers wrestling. I miss the time Aaron's face got stuck to his bed with gum that he fell asleep chewing. I miss it all. I was really blessed to be born into a family that loved me and provided for me. No one was perfect but, my memories are full and happy. Thanks Mom and Dad for making our childhood so great. You worked so hard and sacrificed so much for us. I love you with all my heart.