Flashbacks

I hated hiking growing up and my dad would drag us hiking almost every weekend through my middle school and early high school years. I would complain all the way up the mountain and all the way down. It must have been exhausting to be with me.
On this day we took the kids on a hike to Laurel Falls in the Smokies. We took them on a PAVED hike that is only a mile long. They complained all the way there and all the way back. I felt like I should call my dad and apologize. Now I know what I sounded like.