I miss my Poppy. I miss him so much it physically hurts. I miss his laugh, his smile, and his hugs. I miss his stories. I would give everything I have to touch his hand and tell him I love him. He was the best man I have ever known and probably will ever know. Good to the core. Completely devoted to his family. LOVED babies. Although he had 15 grandchildren, he had time for every single one and made them all feel special.
I couldn't have asked for a better grandfather. Not in a million years. I just wish I had told him that. I just pray he knew how much I love him and will always love him.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Growing up is hard to do...or so they say
I feel like I am entering a period of personal growth. It is hard to explain, but this bout of flu really made have to grow up a little bit. There was no one to take care of me this past weekend. No one. My dad had to go to Charleston because my grandfather is in the hospital. My mother and grandmother are in Charleston. All of my friends had to stay away for fear of contracting the virus. Ryan can't get sick or he can't work, Melynda had no car and had to give a recital this weekend, and Kris also had to give a recital and he just isn't a nurturing type in general. Stacy was able to run an errand for me, but still, she didn't want to get sick either. I really had to grow up and take care of myself.
Suddenly I am inspired to take care of myself in other areas of my life. In the past two days, I started keeping track of my expenses in an Excel workbook so that I always know exactly how much I have in my account and how I need to budget. Today I cooked/ate every meal at home. No more fast-food. It's expensive and even worse, unhealthy. I even made my bed this morning. I did all of my homework before midnight. I ran the dishwasher before I got in bed. I did things that I should have been doing all along. I think I am finally learning some discipline, which is good. If you asked my mother, she would tell you discipline is in short stock on my shelf.
Tomorrow: laundry, cleaning the kitchen, and straightening up my room!
Suddenly I am inspired to take care of myself in other areas of my life. In the past two days, I started keeping track of my expenses in an Excel workbook so that I always know exactly how much I have in my account and how I need to budget. Today I cooked/ate every meal at home. No more fast-food. It's expensive and even worse, unhealthy. I even made my bed this morning. I did all of my homework before midnight. I ran the dishwasher before I got in bed. I did things that I should have been doing all along. I think I am finally learning some discipline, which is good. If you asked my mother, she would tell you discipline is in short stock on my shelf.
Tomorrow: laundry, cleaning the kitchen, and straightening up my room!
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