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Today I was cleaning out all of my old things. I had drawers of papers and certificates, pictures and artwork. I gently emptied the first drawer and began rifling through the remains of the past. I found so many old pictures of elementry school and Jr. High. We were all so happy back then, not that we aern't now, I think we're just more plagued with worry. The simplness of youth is priceless and precious. I found this award, this huge wooden plack I recieved in 6th grade for being the most outstanding 6th grade student. That came from the days when I was the smartest kid in the class and I always got the best grades. And now it seems I have to fight to get a B sometimes. How times change. Then I found this crayon holder that my parents made for me. My dad cut it out of wood and my mom stained it and painted my name on it with fresh red paint. I use to colr all the time as a kid and I would organize my colors along the holder just so. I hadn't seen in in forever it felt like. I found all of my playbills from all of the Broadway shows I had gone to. I found my sticker book. I loved that sticker book more than anything. I used to bring it to school and trade with the other girls, the oily ones and the fuzzy ones were the "coolest" to have. It's refreshing and nice to remember that once upon a time, having the best stickers was all that seemed to matter in life. I found a folder of notes and poems/stories that my friends and I had written to each other during class when there seemed nothing better to do. They usually consited of "i'm so bored, wanna do something this weekend". I remember how good it made me feel when I was slipped a note during class or in the hallway, a bit of excitment in the uneventful day. I found a folder of directions I kept of toys I uses to have, liike sky dancers and barbies. I actually saved alot of my old toys, I save everything and it's days like this when I go through it all that i'm so thankful that I did. It's so nice to go back and remember life and yourself in the past. I'm so happy with where I am right now but at the same time a part of me still wishes that I was litte and that everything was simple, but hey, thats what reminising is for. I've had such a good life so far and i'm so thankful for all of it, and I wonder in ten years if i'll be looking back on this journal entry and smiling just as I was doing before looking at my olde stickers. i'd like to think so:)
I was babysitting yesterday, i do that alot during the summer. And I had the baby in my arms and I was holding him through his sleepy teast, rudding his tiny back and dancing with him in my arms to try and coax him to sleep. As I walked around the great living room, I looked at all of the pictures and portraits of the four children in the family. The baby stoped crying and I just walked and held him, sacheying my hips to the swing of the music seemed to do the trick. And he liad his head down on my shoulder and ceased to stir. After a few moments I caugh a glance of myself in the mirror, with the sleeping baby in my arms and I looked at myself. It felt so natural to be holding him and I looked so motherly with him sound asleep on my shoulder. It felt amazing, and I studdied my reflection in the mirror. It made me so excited and so eager for the future and for every wonderful thing that will come. It feels so stange to want to be young and to grow old, but also to stay exactly as I am right now all at once. i'm no afraid though, I think i've gotten past that it just seems strange now but exciting. I'm excited.
I love the carless days of summer because I get a chance to think about everything that has been backed up in my mind since the beginning of the year and I can let my emoption and daydreams flow freely into words. I can breathe and think with the backdrop of sunny skies and late mornings complimenting their beauty. These are the kinds of things I think about. About being a mom, about going to school and having a family and getting a job and growing old and everything in between that. And then I think about the years before and how I came to be who I am and love what I do and It all provokes me to think even more. I love it. It's this wonderful gift that God gave all of us to entertain ourselves into eternity, the power to think and to imagine and to dream, and I am proud to say that I take full advantage of it when my mind isn't laden with other silly things. It's wonderful. I like to think about my life and how it's going to turn out. I love summertime because there is time to waste time and still time leftover to be swallowed up by dreaming and talking with the people you care about. I like the smell of summer, it smells like freedom, and thats what summer is, to be free. I love it.
~Kris
I was babysitting yesterday, i do that alot during the summer. And I had the baby in my arms and I was holding him through his sleepy teast, rudding his tiny back and dancing with him in my arms to try and coax him to sleep. As I walked around the great living room, I looked at all of the pictures and portraits of the four children in the family. The baby stoped crying and I just walked and held him, sacheying my hips to the swing of the music seemed to do the trick. And he liad his head down on my shoulder and ceased to stir. After a few moments I caugh a glance of myself in the mirror, with the sleeping baby in my arms and I looked at myself. It felt so natural to be holding him and I looked so motherly with him sound asleep on my shoulder. It felt amazing, and I studdied my reflection in the mirror. It made me so excited and so eager for the future and for every wonderful thing that will come. It feels so stange to want to be young and to grow old, but also to stay exactly as I am right now all at once. i'm no afraid though, I think i've gotten past that it just seems strange now but exciting. I'm excited.
I love the carless days of summer because I get a chance to think about everything that has been backed up in my mind since the beginning of the year and I can let my emoption and daydreams flow freely into words. I can breathe and think with the backdrop of sunny skies and late mornings complimenting their beauty. These are the kinds of things I think about. About being a mom, about going to school and having a family and getting a job and growing old and everything in between that. And then I think about the years before and how I came to be who I am and love what I do and It all provokes me to think even more. I love it. It's this wonderful gift that God gave all of us to entertain ourselves into eternity, the power to think and to imagine and to dream, and I am proud to say that I take full advantage of it when my mind isn't laden with other silly things. It's wonderful. I like to think about my life and how it's going to turn out. I love summertime because there is time to waste time and still time leftover to be swallowed up by dreaming and talking with the people you care about. I like the smell of summer, it smells like freedom, and thats what summer is, to be free. I love it.
~Kris