A never ending hope

Just imagine every day as the day that you might get a new bike. Sounds great doesn’t it. Now think of that feeling everyday for a month. We (meaning Doug, myself and Mindy) keep hoping that tomorrow will be the day that we can bring a old but rebuild new (not purple) bike back into the world. We have plans for the first ride, but it’s almost like a dream that won’t come true. I’m starting to wonder if it’s all been a dream. I can see it in my mind, so close but yet so far. The min I get the bike home I’ll post a picture of our big and some what new family bike.