One of the strange things about childhood is that we're sure we're going to live forever and ever.
As a child we embrace each day... playing the sun, splashing in the water and making the most of every single day.
The friends we make can be for a moment, or a lifetime.
We found out this week that we had lost a childhood friend. Sudden, unexpected, he was there and then he was gone. No one expected this to happen and as I wake each morning, he's my first thought. Even though it's been years since we've seen him, I can hear his voice plainly in my mind.
The thing about getting older is that we are reminded that life is ticking. Like a big clock our moments here are limited. I can remember quiet moments of my childhood when I would gaze into the distance, thinking thoughts of my future. It's also good to look back along the way and remember those moments of childhood when life was carefree.
As long as I can, I'm going to run down that road with my bestest friends.
James David Hunter July 6, 1950- June 8, 2012