My favorite person is always with me. He is a part of my being. I keep him in my mind and my heart.
What’s the most time you’ve ever spent apart from your favorite person? Tell us about it.
There is really nothing more to say on the issue. I thought about it most of the day, but being a socially independent soul, I really don’t notice distance or time spent away from loved ones. I haven’t seen my parents in several years, but we talk on the phone and trade photos and family event news on Facebook.
My dad drove a Peterbilt, a blue one. This truck is my brothers.
My dad drove OTR when I was growing up. Sometimes he would be gone for a couple of weeks. I was never sad to see him leave because that’s what he did; however, we were always excited when we heard that truck roll up before the house. Maybe because he traveled for a paycheck, I just got used to having people come and go. He’s retired now and I still don’t get to see him much. But, decades later, the smell of spent diesel fuel reminds me of home. Silly, but truth.
