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Thursday, December 22, 2005
Why ; 1:45 PM

Please God...




Tell me why.


Sunday, December 11, 2005
Breaking Hearts and Tear Filled Eyes. ; 12:07 AM

Well, this is it. This could be the end of it. This week, maybe next, maybe the one after that. But it is soon. He's in ICU. He doesn't have much time left. I'm hurting. I keep looking up at my bulletin board and seeing the picture of us as my cousin's wedding, and I think that he will never get to see mine. It breaks my heart. My plan was always to have he and my dad give me away. Cause he's like another father to me. I don't want him to go, and I don't think it's fair. I love him. I'm hurting. bad. Papa...I love you


Monday, December 05, 2005
Absolute Peace of Mind ; 11:14 PM

It snowed on saturday.

I think everyone knows that. I'm not sure everyone liked it while it was snowing, mostly if they were driving.

But after the snow I got to drive. Mostly though I got to stand outside with my best friend, Zach. As we were outside I opened my car and got my snow brush out to scrape ice and snow off my windows. I paused briefly and told him to listen.

What we heard was nothing. Nothing but the still of the night. Nothing but the serenity of winter. The calm of the night. Winter can be a beautiful thing. Treacherous, but with a dangerous beauty.

I love every moment of standing outside in the winter night after snowfall.

I encourage it. Listen to the night. Hear the peace, and let it be a part of you.


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