Moving and family....
Things are really crazy right now. Nothing is bad. It's all mostly positive. I recieved the official you're hired notice in the mail today, and a friend of mine came over and packed my car with things to drive to new jersey tomorrow. I'm bringing mostly clothes for now with odds and ends that make me feel better. It's overwhelming, picking up your life and moving away from everything you've known for ....well...ever. And most of the feelings I have are of excitement, because Steve feels like my family and I love him an awful lot. But I was just sitting here thinking about what I was going to tell all of you and I thought of my brothers. I don't really ever talk about them here.
I have four brothers. One older who actually has a swanky job for the local government. He's always on the tv, he drives a really fancy car, and he's kind of snotty. He's only 13 mths older than me and for that I think we tend to see a little less than eye to eye on things. His lifestyle isn't one that I could live with but as we get older we get along better. It's only recently that we actually have normal conversations. His name is Jeff.
My next brother is 5 years younger than me and he is a junior at Notre Dame in Indiana. He studies Music and Theology and he's the kind of kid everyone loves. He's disgustingly handsome and he's so in love with a girl right now that it makes me smile. When I mention her name he smiles from ear to ear and he leaps (literally) with joy. I'm happy because normally he leaps from girl to girl and it's nice to see him with just one girl. She is an architect major, and he is a Theology major and next semester they are both going to Rome to study. It's cute. They're cute. His name is Eric, he's smart, handsome, and really talented musically.
Josh is just about to turn 16 and he has the kindest heart of anyone I know. Josh is the type of 16 year old that you don't come by very often. He offers the older lady next door help with her groceries, he shovels the snow for the neighbors so they don't have to come outside, he has the best attitude of anyone I've ever met. Josh works hard in school, is never first in his class, but never stops trying. Josh has the biggest heart of anyone I have ever met. I love Josh so much. Sometimes I want to hug Josh and just tell him how much I love him. He is such a good, good person. He will make some woman so happy some day and I cannot wait until he is a dad.
Last but not least is Timmy. Timmy is only six years old and he's in the first grade. He talks like a thirty year old man and walks around like he's the bomb. Timmy cracks me up. Last week his teacher wanted them to do a boring project on sea life. Timmy decided to do a presentation instead. He got up in front of the class and interviewed a character (a sock puppet he created) called Mr. Crabbypants. He told people they better back up because when he gets nasty he means it!!! Mr. Crabbypants is just one of Timmy's many creative creations. His brain never stops and his vocabulary is so amazing. He always makes me smile, his grin with few teeth and his dimples get me every time. Timmy was a late edition to my family and sometimes I feel like he's my child. I would be happy to call him my son. His brain never stops and sometimes I wish I could see the bright awesome colorful world that his untainted mind processes every second of every day.
So as I was sitting here tonight thinking about what I would tell you all, I thought about how I would miss being only a 40 minute drive from my brothers. I only see them about once every 2 weeks but I have a feeling it will be so much less than that now and I know I will miss them. And I fear that I will miss most of Timmy's childhood and that makes me a little sad. They're all good boys. They are good boys with huge hearts. None of us had the best childhoods but we all stuck together. We always had each other. I'll never forget the nights in the closet with our sunburnt knees touching quietly playing checkers into the wee hours of the morning. Those are the things in life you just never forget.
I have four brothers. One older who actually has a swanky job for the local government. He's always on the tv, he drives a really fancy car, and he's kind of snotty. He's only 13 mths older than me and for that I think we tend to see a little less than eye to eye on things. His lifestyle isn't one that I could live with but as we get older we get along better. It's only recently that we actually have normal conversations. His name is Jeff.
My next brother is 5 years younger than me and he is a junior at Notre Dame in Indiana. He studies Music and Theology and he's the kind of kid everyone loves. He's disgustingly handsome and he's so in love with a girl right now that it makes me smile. When I mention her name he smiles from ear to ear and he leaps (literally) with joy. I'm happy because normally he leaps from girl to girl and it's nice to see him with just one girl. She is an architect major, and he is a Theology major and next semester they are both going to Rome to study. It's cute. They're cute. His name is Eric, he's smart, handsome, and really talented musically.
Josh is just about to turn 16 and he has the kindest heart of anyone I know. Josh is the type of 16 year old that you don't come by very often. He offers the older lady next door help with her groceries, he shovels the snow for the neighbors so they don't have to come outside, he has the best attitude of anyone I've ever met. Josh works hard in school, is never first in his class, but never stops trying. Josh has the biggest heart of anyone I have ever met. I love Josh so much. Sometimes I want to hug Josh and just tell him how much I love him. He is such a good, good person. He will make some woman so happy some day and I cannot wait until he is a dad.
Last but not least is Timmy. Timmy is only six years old and he's in the first grade. He talks like a thirty year old man and walks around like he's the bomb. Timmy cracks me up. Last week his teacher wanted them to do a boring project on sea life. Timmy decided to do a presentation instead. He got up in front of the class and interviewed a character (a sock puppet he created) called Mr. Crabbypants. He told people they better back up because when he gets nasty he means it!!! Mr. Crabbypants is just one of Timmy's many creative creations. His brain never stops and his vocabulary is so amazing. He always makes me smile, his grin with few teeth and his dimples get me every time. Timmy was a late edition to my family and sometimes I feel like he's my child. I would be happy to call him my son. His brain never stops and sometimes I wish I could see the bright awesome colorful world that his untainted mind processes every second of every day.
So as I was sitting here tonight thinking about what I would tell you all, I thought about how I would miss being only a 40 minute drive from my brothers. I only see them about once every 2 weeks but I have a feeling it will be so much less than that now and I know I will miss them. And I fear that I will miss most of Timmy's childhood and that makes me a little sad. They're all good boys. They are good boys with huge hearts. None of us had the best childhoods but we all stuck together. We always had each other. I'll never forget the nights in the closet with our sunburnt knees touching quietly playing checkers into the wee hours of the morning. Those are the things in life you just never forget.