I hope everything will be OK, but I dont know......
The restless sleepless nights, the running to the window, peering longingly out, at every sound of a vehicle driving by, in hopes of spotting the Fed-Ex truck, rambling up the drive...
The way the Fed-Ex driver CAUTOUSLY approches your house, as you bound out the door, and down 4 steps and run across the yard, dancing about in circles, while trying to sign the reciept....
The RUSH of the UNKNOWN as you open the large brown box, slicing through the tape with such ease, and care, so as not to knick the priceless item inside..
The AWE that is felt when you set your eyes on that BUETIFUL GARAND, or 1903 or 1903A3..for the first time..
The soft caress of your hand on the wood, as you and the rifle bond and become 1...
The sigh of relief, and the joy and proud feelings you have that rush over you....
Yup, I have to do this again...SOON....