It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas

It's hard to believe in less than a month it will be Christmas, this year has went by so fast. I remember when I was getting ready to graduate high school so many people told me time would fly by once I was out of school. They definitely wasn't lying. I'm not a fan of the cold weather but I do love all the Christmas decorations.  I also love watching the classic Christmas shows and cartoons. I always find it kind of sad though that people get so caught up in buying the most and best gifts and don't enjoy this time of year. I think that's part of the reason I hate shopping for Christmas gifts, every one seems to be in such a bad mood and gets frustrated so easily.  This year I'm going to try to remember to focus on helping others so they can have a Christmas too. I really do believe it is better to give than to receive.

Thinking of My Grandma

With the holidays upon us once again it always makes me miss my grandma a little more than usual. Earlier this year I wrote a poem about her and I thought that would be one of the first of my older poems/writings that I would post on here. I loved my grandma dearly, and like so many other things and people in my life I don't think I really appreciated her until she was gone and it was to late for me to tell her so. She helped raise me and was more like my mom than just my grandma, in fact as long as I live I will consider her my mom. Anyway here is the poem I wrote:

My Grandma, My Hero

Ten years now you've been gone,
Sometimes it doesn't feel that long
I hope to be with you again one day
But until then the memories I'll replay.

Every time I hear Alan Jackson
I catch myself laughing
At how you'd act so silly
Anytime you saw him on TV

Through all your pain you had a smile
Worried more about others all the while.
You had such will power to survive
All the obstacles you faced in life

You helped me become who I am today.
Teaching me to always have faith.
So even though there are hard days
I know you are in a better place

I miss the stories you told
I miss your hugs the most
And if I could say one more thing to you
It would have to be I love you

My First Blog

A while back someone brought up the idea that I should start a blog, I tried very hard to dismiss the idea but it just wouldn't go away. Therefore, I figured why not try it out for a little bit and see what happens.  I like writing, it seems to be a way I can express what I want to say much better than talking. Granted if you bring up the right subject I will talk so much you'll want to tell me to be quiet. So if people find this and read it, here's your warning: you won't find any handy-dandy do it yourself project ideas, cool recipies or anything like that. Instead you will read my plain Jane ramblings that most likely will not make any sense at all. To be honest I'm not sure how I like the idea of just anyone reading this, because even though I love writing, I'm still not so big on sharing what I write with others. However I figure you can't ever see a different route if you stay on the same road in life so I'm trying to take an exit of Comfort Zone Highway and see where this goes.