The following is a deep thought by Lisa. Enjoy!
I had a cousin I was very close to, and he loved getting into trouble. I on the other hand, liked being around him, and letting him receive all the punishment, and I acted innocent. I believe he was a true friend in my formative years. I loved his laugh, and the way he would make me laugh, every ten seconds. As we grew up, naturally, we grew apart. He moved and made different choices than I would have. When my grandma died last December, I saw him again. It had been 10 years since we had seen each other, and I couldn't believe how seeing and talking to him, made me miss our friendship.
Of course we vowed we wouldn't let time pass as we had, to keep in touch, and we haven't spoken since. I don't really know how we would talk to each other. It's not that a connection isn't there, it's that our lives are too different. In the Bible, there is a verse that says,(and I am paraphrasing, because I am too tired to look it up) when I was younger I played with young toys. Now that I am older I put away childish things. I believe that our friendship, no matter what happens to us, will always be special. Now, probably isn't the right time to develop a relationship of that magnatude. At least it isn't for me.
I have thought about our conversation at the funeral, and I will always keep the memory of him being the last person saying goodbye to my percious grandma before the casket was closed. I think someday, maybe someday soon, we might be friends again. I don't know if we would get into trouble like we did in the past, but maybe he would still make me laugh.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
This is our story.
Hello everyone.
This is kind of weird. I have always wanted to be a writer and write great stories for the masses, and make millions of dollars. I guess the best way for that to happen, is for me to start at least some writing. As many of you know, Richard and I live in Sanpete county, and have been living here for about 3 years this November. I really didn't think that I would like it here, but after about a week, I told Richard, I never wanted to see Utah county again. Our neighbors are great, and there are lots of chickens and fresh air all around.
Richard and I were talking this afternoon about how when we first moved here, we would always hear the roosters. It seemed to us that they would crow all times night, or day. Now we don't even notice the noise, it's cars we notice now. Traffic catches our attention, chickens, horses and geese are that are all apart of the scenery now.
Will, our son, is growing up fast. He had such a hard time speaking for a long time. He speaks very well now, although sometimes he resorts to grunts and groans. It is nice to have him ask for things. In fact he just came up to me and asked if he could play a game on the computer. I told him that he would have to wait until I was finished here.
I just got through reading the book Roots, by Alex Haley, and yes it again sparked my interest in family history. I figured out why I loved that story so much, it's because the family history I have been working on for years come from Virginia, and most of the book takes place there. I will let you know if I get anywhere with it. I implored a sister in my ward this morning, and she has been helping me with it today. I am lost for the most part on how to find records on family and such.
This is kind of weird. I have always wanted to be a writer and write great stories for the masses, and make millions of dollars. I guess the best way for that to happen, is for me to start at least some writing. As many of you know, Richard and I live in Sanpete county, and have been living here for about 3 years this November. I really didn't think that I would like it here, but after about a week, I told Richard, I never wanted to see Utah county again. Our neighbors are great, and there are lots of chickens and fresh air all around.
Richard and I were talking this afternoon about how when we first moved here, we would always hear the roosters. It seemed to us that they would crow all times night, or day. Now we don't even notice the noise, it's cars we notice now. Traffic catches our attention, chickens, horses and geese are that are all apart of the scenery now.
Will, our son, is growing up fast. He had such a hard time speaking for a long time. He speaks very well now, although sometimes he resorts to grunts and groans. It is nice to have him ask for things. In fact he just came up to me and asked if he could play a game on the computer. I told him that he would have to wait until I was finished here.
I just got through reading the book Roots, by Alex Haley, and yes it again sparked my interest in family history. I figured out why I loved that story so much, it's because the family history I have been working on for years come from Virginia, and most of the book takes place there. I will let you know if I get anywhere with it. I implored a sister in my ward this morning, and she has been helping me with it today. I am lost for the most part on how to find records on family and such.
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