The frost on the grass this morning really got the blood flowing. It is that time of the year that we all look forward to. This is the 8th season since Connor’s accident. I am at peace with the fact that I physically do not hunt with my best friend any longer. Spiritually he is with me everyday, even more when I am in the woods. I have shifted my focus over the years that it is no longer about what I put in the freezer but it is about the memories I make. I am grateful for the times I have had with
@giles and
@Redneckfucker. I still look forward to the same gun camp that Connor used to enjoy with me. Life throws us many curve balls. I never thought I would be where I am today without my hunting buddy, my son. Luckily I have a great partner in life that helps me through all the tough days. I also have the greatest TOO family that supports me. Thank you all for everything you have done for me and T. I know none of you want thanks but you deserve it. It has been a tough road and each of you have made it a little better.