Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I'm soo ready
Yeah i'm so ready to just have my own place already. be it an apartment or tent. I'm emotionally ready to just not live at home anymore. Who would want to when your parents think you do nothing, and think you're too old to live at home at 20( dont get me wrong. I see where they're coming from ,but it's hard to stay ok with it when you have plenty of friends the same age still living with their parents) I'm tired of having my parents down my throat every other day over stupid little things. IT'S SO DUMB. Anyways , my Grandparents are coming into town tomorrow. My little cousin who lives here is getting baptized. so that's exciting, but they'll be staying with us thursday and friday. I've got to get to bed now though,so i'll try to give you a better update later. K bye.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Special People
Have you ever just thought about your life and the people in it and just thought those are some people i will never forget. Most of the people I will never ever forget are the Elderly People I've come in contact with over the years. I'll tell you a little bit about the 3 amazing people that I will never forget in the order I met them.
1) I only know her first name: Love. True story. My daddy used to take me over to her house every now and then. Mostly when he had to fix things. I would always sit on her lap and she would read me the same book over and over again. It was called I'll love you forever. I still know the little "song" she sang it to. I can even remember all the flowers and trees. I dont know how since i was like 3 at the time , but i do.
2) also I only know her first name: Yvette. I met her when i was about 12 . we were caroling around christmas time at a nursing home and we were allowed to just go around the nursing home , knocking on doors and singing. I was in a group with Brittany Ballington , Megan Tiffany , and a few others. She let us in. not only did we sing to her , but she told us stories , we played puzzles with her. we went back the next year as young women again. the same group of girls went to look for her, we loved her so much , but she was gone. My little 13 year old heart broke.
3) Louise Campbell. I loved this woman. we would go over to her house at least once a week. We'd bring her food and she'd give us diet coke. We'd sit and talk for hours. We loved looking at all her dolls. She always brought us something from all the Garage sales she went to. She died almost 2 years ago i think. I miss her everyday when i drive by her house that her niece now lives in with her family.
I think it's kind of strange how the things that matter the most to us as we grow up , are the little things that you or anyone else does. Anyways , i need to go to bed, but i thought i'd share.
1) I only know her first name: Love. True story. My daddy used to take me over to her house every now and then. Mostly when he had to fix things. I would always sit on her lap and she would read me the same book over and over again. It was called I'll love you forever. I still know the little "song" she sang it to. I can even remember all the flowers and trees. I dont know how since i was like 3 at the time , but i do.
2) also I only know her first name: Yvette. I met her when i was about 12 . we were caroling around christmas time at a nursing home and we were allowed to just go around the nursing home , knocking on doors and singing. I was in a group with Brittany Ballington , Megan Tiffany , and a few others. She let us in. not only did we sing to her , but she told us stories , we played puzzles with her. we went back the next year as young women again. the same group of girls went to look for her, we loved her so much , but she was gone. My little 13 year old heart broke.
3) Louise Campbell. I loved this woman. we would go over to her house at least once a week. We'd bring her food and she'd give us diet coke. We'd sit and talk for hours. We loved looking at all her dolls. She always brought us something from all the Garage sales she went to. She died almost 2 years ago i think. I miss her everyday when i drive by her house that her niece now lives in with her family.
I think it's kind of strange how the things that matter the most to us as we grow up , are the little things that you or anyone else does. Anyways , i need to go to bed, but i thought i'd share.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
I'd miss them...
Sometimes I seriously wonder if anybody would seriously miss me if I died. I mean the world would continue to go on each day , not even missing a beat in time. They'd all go about their normal everyday lifes right? so would anybody seriously miss me if i just ... disappeared. and never returned. Sometimes i think not. I'd miss them though.
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