Sense

Sense, there are so many different ones. My favorite sense would have to be our sense of smell. It brings joy, hunger, disgust and everything in between. A certain smell can remind you of grandmas and bring a smile to your face or maybe even a tear to your eye. A smell of a mans cologne can still make a heart skip a beat knowing that their partner is close by. Sense is so many different strong things that without any of them the world would be such a boring place.

About Blogging

I have never really done much about a blog ever in my life. I never had a reason to start one and I never really like writing stuff and not knowing who sees it and who is reading what I am writing about. When my creative writing teacher told me about the blog we would be doing throughout the semester I will be honest I was thinking great another thing I have to keep on top of during the week. Throughout the semester we have been blogging but it has not become something to remember to do, it is more of a release. It is surprising how much you can feel better just by jotting a little bit. You can share the joy, tears, laughter everything with so many different people and what not. Blogging has definitely changed how I think about it over the semester and probably something I will do for a while :)

Family

So, growing up my sisters and I were each others worst enemies. My youngest sister and I treated each other more like brothers than sisters. We had the cat fights but we also drew blood and created bruises. It was bad. Now today...I would give my life for them. My sisters and I are each others best friends. We would be there for each other no matter what. On april fools day I texted my youngest and told her that my boyfriend of six years cheated on me and she sent him a text, quite upset and saying nasty things and its surprising because she is the quiet one. Family will be the only people in your life who will be there for you no matter what. They have to love you and choose to love you too. Without them in my life I would never be where I am today. They are my support team and also my advice. Sisters are a blessing that I got lucky to have in life.

Monday Night

The theme music begins. I stand in the kitchen, hands pruning from cleaning up the supper we just enjoyed. "The air is electrifying here in... " I miss where the show is taking place this night. Monday nights have evolved to Monday Night RAW night with my hubby. He loves the show and so I will spend time with him and do homework while he watches. Even though it is extremely fake it gets interesting at times. Three hours of our night are spent watching this. We can see all the different people, the drama, and everything else. "Kim! Its starting, come here and watch!" he shouts from the bedroom. "I will be there in a second. I have to finish cleaning. " I holler back. A whine is heard just to my right and there is my Bella sitting waiting for food to be dropped. She snaps up onto her back legs and assumes her begging position. I find a piece of chicken and give it to her. She carefully takes it out of my hand and sets it on the floor. She must sniff it before she eats it. A wag of the tail tells me she likes it. I finish with the dishes and wipe off the counters and table. Everything done I walk to the room and sit on the bed. Now its time for our show....

Story from a Classified Ad

4-wheeler for sale. The words on the page do not do this four wheeler justice. You see it was my only sons first buy. He saved up for it and the joy on his face when he got to take me dad to help him pick it how warmed my soul. We settled on the 2005 Yamaha 200 cc. He didn't want to look anymore once he laid eyes on it but he just wanted to drive it the hour ride home. I told him he can drive it onto the trailer and go crazy once we get home. Many nights were spent hoarse throat trying to yell at him to come in and get ready for bed, stop driving around when it is midnight. Looking back on it I wish I would of just let him take it for as long as he wants. Two years after this purchase he was diagnosed with leukemia. Imagine having to put your child through the torture of dealing with that and seeing the pain and tears in their eyes. Even the strongest man on the planet would break as easy as Achilles hit in the heel to a child in pain. He fought long and he fought hard. Day by day I would visit him and you could see him slipping away. The doctors gave him six months because he wasn't responding to treatment. My wife and I decided to bring him home. I picked up my only child, my baby boy in my arms and held him for the whole ride home, making sure that he never saw the tears in my eyes. Those next five months (he didn't make it all the way) went by way too fast. He started not being able to move on his own. He couldn't keep food down and more and more you could see the pain in his face changing to depression along with it. My child had only a little time left on this planet and I needed to make the most of it for him. My face lit up when I saw that Yamaha in the backyard next to the broken down swing set. I scooped him up out of bed, surprised by how light he had gotten, and dressed him warmly for the experience we were about to have. I grabbed the helmet and put it on him, sat him down and swung my leg right behind him. It was a little cramped for the both of us and my back end hung off the back but we were just going for a stroll. I started it up and we took off. We never went too fast just fast enough to get the wind blowing in our faces. For the first time since he was diagnosed I heard his laugh again. Before I knew it we were both laughing and hollering. All the pain and suffering we were going through got lost in the wind that was trailing behind us now. For the next two months we would take these rides and it would be the only joy it brought to him. Luckily for me, he passed away in his sleep the day after he told me he loved me with all his heart and we took our last ride. This four-wheeler was a main part of him that I never wanted to get rid of but unfortunately we got struck with very hard times and the recession. So to you it may be just a four-wheeler that is a fun ride for your child but know the joy that it brought to my son and I hope whoever buys this four-wheeler will treasure it just as much as I did is I all I ask of you God. 

Seattle!

Seattle! I have been there two different times and I cannot wait to go back there in Aug! I have an uncle and aunt who live out  there and cousins and they have never met my boyfriend. They finally get to meet him!! Also I have seen everything I want to see in Seattle and now he finally gets to go on his first vacation that is all about him! How exciting!!!

Itchy Feet

Its that time of year again. Spring Break, and yes I have very itchy feet. Who doesn't have itchy feet over spring break. Many people that I know are going to all these tropical warm places and I am very jealous. It is going to take a long trip to the Caribbean to thaw me out! However for my spring break I am spending it with my Grandma. She loves to quilt and I want to make a T-shirt quilt so what better way to spend my spring break? Plus I love grandma time. I'm super excited because Brandon and I will be moving in together this summer and we are huge Sioux fans. So for this blanket we are taking a bunch of our Sioux t shirts and combining them together to make this quilt. The only issue I have is deciding whether I want it to be thick blanket or not so thick blanket. O well, I'll be able to make a decision in three days....I hope...