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Where did the days go

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I found myself watching families at the beach a bit this past week. Probably because my family wasn’t there. My wife and I both mentioned a few times the desires to have the children along, but the timing is bad for them. We talked about our July trip together as we passed the condo we stayed at. I would think of them on the beach as I saw other families.

Look Mommy
Photo by Mike Hartley

My heart would pause as I would see other young parents with infants and think back to the day where mine were that size. All the special things we would do for and with them. I would do that again and much more today if I could do it over again. Those times passed so quickly that I didn’t fully appreciate how special they were till they had well passed.

I guess at the time your thinking I can’t carry another thing to the beach and that if you had attached everything your carrying to a pack mule you would be charged with cruelty to animals. That you couldn’t relax on the beach because of the dangers of the surf or them just wandering out of eye shot and becoming lost in a sea of people or worse. That you could barely fit in all the activities they would each like to do.

Come on, lets go see.
Photo by Mike Hartley

But to have that again, them grabbing your hand at the beach for safety. Or the enjoyment in their eyes when they would see a game on the boardwalk they wanted to play together, winning them a toy or sharing a cup of Thrasher’s fries. Gone are the days with hugs that only reach the knees. Or the ability to easily hoist them to your shoulder. But times change and we change with them. But I’ll never lose that smile I would get in hearing the kids excitement as my better half would bring out the surprise bag of treats that they got to pick from at intervals on the ride to the beach together.

A lift.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Those are a few memories that have made my life special. Thanks family.

Lets dig.
Photo by Mike Hartley


Random Thoughts

Wow its early. Oh that’s right, the sunrise time is slacking as summer has drawn to a close.

This is the first week I’ve really turned off work in years. And by work I mean the job that pays the bills. This is a labor of love and fun.

I wish this stage of contentment hit me much earlier in life.

Capturing life, just pick a way and get started.

Oh crap, I turned on the idiot box in the other room and hear about the temper tantrum between two children who happen to be world leaders. Well F all that, I’m going out to wash the vehicles. That will make me feel better. Especially when its warm out and I get to put the top down today.

Oh yeah, time to get off my ass and donate to those less fortunate again.

Have a great morning all. Or whatever part of the day it is, where ever you are.

Author: Mike Hartley

With a lifetime and a half in the Newspaper industry I'm preparing for my retirement career as an Artist, Writer, Photographer and Video content provider. I'm a proud father of two wonderful children and I'm still married to the first girl I fell in love with and probably only one that would have me.

One thought on “Where did the days go

  1. Mike, you are going to enter round 2. It won’t be long before you are taking the kids back to the beach with your GRAND KIDS in tow. The special hugs that reach only the knees will return, those fun times watching them play games in the arcades. The Thrasher french fries, the trips to the beach but now you won’t have to tote all the gear, your kids will. Get your camera ready it won’t be long before one or the other will be breaking the news to you and your beloved wife.

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