Friday, February 1, 2008
Movin' on UP!!!!
So . . . We moved Mario, Wendy and Ethan today - man they have a lot of stuff :) No, no, I'm just kidding. I do have to say, though, moving in the winter - not the best - slushy, cold, wet and generally not fun - - - - BUT, doing anything with my family makes me happy and we have fun. I'm grateful for laughter. I know that sounds cheesy but it's true. Throughout my childhood there has always been laughter and genuine love and care for one another and I'm grateful for that. I can honestly say that my family really are my best friends and I know that things change and time moves on but I know that we will always be close and together. I look up to my older brother - He is amazing. He is happy and he is fun even when things are hard and I have to say that his great example as a servent of the Lord is one of the reasons I decided to serve a mission. How do you tell someone what that means? I guess all that I can say is that I love him and for that very reason I know that God lives and loves us - He is there!! Just like you have always been there for me Gabby. And then there is Mario - haha - what can I say? There are no words but just to know that I feel better after I have talked and laughed with him is enough. I am grateful for the fights we had when we were little because I think that made us closer in a way and I will always be grateful he showed me his favorite "chair" - Thanks Mars!!! Last and definetly not least, is Marcos. I think that a cloud of darkness would follow me around forever if there was no Marcos - he is happiness and music and love and joy and someone I cherish. It also still makes me happy if I can make him laugh:). Now, I know that this post went into a funny direction seeing as I started talking about the wonders of moving in the snow and it ended up an ode to my brothers - oh well - I think they are the only ones that read this anyway - haha - thanks guys - you ROCK! I guess that the moral of this random story is - don't move in winter - it's too cold. . . .