::i love when that memory comes down the road with me::

Driving today, looking at the sun, shining, I don't feel a day over 16. Singing to the radio. Sunroof open. Laughing at the memory of my sister Emily next to me. My Co-Pilot. Dixie Chicks and Tim McGraw as loud as it the stereo could go. And that's it. That is all there was to do, and we loved it. 
I love going to that place again. 
I love when that memory comes down the road with me. Smiling. Passenger. Singing along with me.