Deer Seaon 2012

Today, with only 2 days to go til my next hunt with my dad aka Grumps, I thinking of how often me and dad dream of getting the big boy we have been hunting for the last 5 seasons. My dad has taught me never to give up on getting him. Life is like deer hunting, you wait and hope for the best it will bring you. I still think of the many times I have felt like giving up on some issue in my life but I never give up hope. My family is my lifeline with out my family my life would be a drift. I am the oldest of my 4 other siblings, and as I get older I realize how much we depend on each other. My sibling and I all different in views and life styles, but each of us always remember we are here for each other. I do a lot of thinking about life in my deer stand, much like if I was in my own home. Deer hunting is more of the time and place where I free my mind to try to understand life. My hope for the next hunt on Friday is to bring home the big boy and a doe for my freezer. I love the outdoors and yet I do hate the idea of sitting in the cold at 3:00 am waiting for the sun to rise and start my day but I will save that story for another day. Aim True and Merry Christmas 2012, Grandpa Cruz