I'd like to first thank Grams a million times over for her thoughtfulness and generosity of buying me a camera. You didn't have too, and yet you did. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!
This Christmas I was given a brand new digital camera. When I was handed the box I could help but continue the game of "Let's figure it out before we open it." To my surprise I never would have guessed that it was a camera. As I finished unwrapping it, I slowly became shocked saying over and over "You didn't!" For what I held in my hands now was the same thing I was looking at about a week before in the store. I was amazed. I immediately ran over and gave Grams a great big hug. I loved it!
As soon as you could say "It had your name on it." I was opening the box checking out this new world of having a camera of my very own. Without looking at the manual I had most everything figured out, except one thing, charging the battery. Well, the question was more like "How do I know when the battery is done charging?" I eventually figured it out. I was then on my way to a world of capturing history.
Grams decided to let me take pictures for Christmas this year. It was a new experience, but very fun. We did our traditional family group shots. That was an experience with two teens who could take it seriously. Lol. It was fun though. Taking pictures has become a great part of my life and someday I hope to make a career of it! Until then it's to the camera! And lots of practice. :)
Monday, December 29, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Christmas 2008
So, it's been a long time since I've blogged. I feel ashamed, but life happens and some things just have to wait. Christmas this year was really exciting. I had decided sometime in November to make as many Christmas presents as I could. This was both a challenge and, in the end, a blessing. I realized that the greatest thing you can in life is to serve. And serving isn't always going out of your way to help with something or even helping total stranger. In actuality sometimes it's just within the reaches of your own family. That was what I did.
Christmas was at Mom's this year, a total and complete change from the normal routine. In fact, it was actually nice. The turn out was reasonable, all things considered, and it was nice to have the family there. Dinner was delicious, thanks to Mom, Rich, and Grams. Of course I really ought to thank everyone because we couldn't have done it without help from everyone! And I can't forget to thank everyone who came either. Overall Christmas was a success. Not perfect, but what ever is?
Looking back at our Christmas I can't help but think that it's the spirit an meaning of Christmas that matters the most. Gramps went in the hospital on the 23rd, for minor short stay surgery. After hours and hours of waiting impatiently, Gramps made it out of surgery and we were able to talk to the doctor. Somewhere in our conversation he asked me what Santa was bringing me this year. I replied with a simple "Whatever he brings." He said that that was a very good attitude and then related a story that he had told his children when they were small. The story goes something like this:
There was this boy who wanted a bicycle for Christmas. It was the only thing he wanted and his mother knew she couldn't afford to buy to buy it for him. The boy prayed every night for his bicycle. Finally Christmas day had come and there was no bicycle. His mother said "I'm sorry that God didn't answer your prayer." The boy replied with "Yes he did. He just said no."
*tear* It's a wonderful story that protryed the meaning of Christmas to more than "Look what I got for Christmas!" or "Hey, look at how much Santa brought me!" Instead it's much more than that. I love Christmas for the spirit that it brings into the lives of others, and my life as well.
Christmas was at Mom's this year, a total and complete change from the normal routine. In fact, it was actually nice. The turn out was reasonable, all things considered, and it was nice to have the family there. Dinner was delicious, thanks to Mom, Rich, and Grams. Of course I really ought to thank everyone because we couldn't have done it without help from everyone! And I can't forget to thank everyone who came either. Overall Christmas was a success. Not perfect, but what ever is?
Looking back at our Christmas I can't help but think that it's the spirit an meaning of Christmas that matters the most. Gramps went in the hospital on the 23rd, for minor short stay surgery. After hours and hours of waiting impatiently, Gramps made it out of surgery and we were able to talk to the doctor. Somewhere in our conversation he asked me what Santa was bringing me this year. I replied with a simple "Whatever he brings." He said that that was a very good attitude and then related a story that he had told his children when they were small. The story goes something like this:
There was this boy who wanted a bicycle for Christmas. It was the only thing he wanted and his mother knew she couldn't afford to buy to buy it for him. The boy prayed every night for his bicycle. Finally Christmas day had come and there was no bicycle. His mother said "I'm sorry that God didn't answer your prayer." The boy replied with "Yes he did. He just said no."
*tear* It's a wonderful story that protryed the meaning of Christmas to more than "Look what I got for Christmas!" or "Hey, look at how much Santa brought me!" Instead it's much more than that. I love Christmas for the spirit that it brings into the lives of others, and my life as well.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Toledo 2008
So, it's been a while since I've blogged and ya'll are probably wondering what's new. So here's you low down.
Saturday, December 6, was the first competition of the season. And we did great. Of course, there was a lot of preparation, discipline, and hard work involved to get to this point of achievement. Anyway, I'm sidetracked, again. Call us crazy, but every cadet going to competition was up from four o'clock a.m. until they went to bed about sixteen hours later. Yeah, we are die hards when it comes to our beloved JROTC program. It's the only way to be. We arrived at competition around eight o'clock and headed straight to work. I made sure that I was there for each of the exhibition teams, espescially my beloved Armed Exhibition Platoon. Each team did very well. My team, Armed Ex, took second! That's a first for about two, three years. Eventually we had the awards ceremony and headed home. It was a long hard day, but we all had fun. And it's that the point of doing it? Thought so.
Saturday, December 6, was the first competition of the season. And we did great. Of course, there was a lot of preparation, discipline, and hard work involved to get to this point of achievement. Anyway, I'm sidetracked, again. Call us crazy, but every cadet going to competition was up from four o'clock a.m. until they went to bed about sixteen hours later. Yeah, we are die hards when it comes to our beloved JROTC program. It's the only way to be. We arrived at competition around eight o'clock and headed straight to work. I made sure that I was there for each of the exhibition teams, espescially my beloved Armed Exhibition Platoon. Each team did very well. My team, Armed Ex, took second! That's a first for about two, three years. Eventually we had the awards ceremony and headed home. It was a long hard day, but we all had fun. And it's that the point of doing it? Thought so.
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