camping

when I was a child, always went camping with my uncle ... but since he died I never camped again... A few years later I went back to the place we camped last time and remembered the last time I saw him alive, that night I could not fall asleep and he played a song on the guitar for me to sleep ... I want to go back to camp but still can not, for now I get the memories and nostalgia for a beloved uncle!
(hope you can understand my english)
the great outdoors by kaye winiecki @TLP