Tennis. I played tennis all four years of high school. Somehow I went from never having picked up a racket until my freshman year to being the team’s number one player by my senior year. (Which is surprising…especially considering my mom sent me to my first tennis practice with a wooden/metal racket from the sixties. Yep, and the worst part is that I didn’t even know the difference until I arrived at practice and faced humiliation no freshman wants to endure) But, with hard work and practice, I became our high school’s top player, meaning I played the number one seat from every school in our district all season.
Hey Everyone! It’s been awhile, huh? I’ve got a new blog in the works for you called “Point by Point”. Coming soon!! I think you’re going to love it.
Today is day seven that Kirby has been away on his mission trip to the Philippines. Gosh, I’m so proud of him. I feel a glow around my heart thinking of him, hearing his stories over a crackly FaceTime, seeing the photos pop up on Facebook of children posing with him, smiles an ocean wide. Deep appreciation and love well up in my heart for him. Not because things or life is perfect, because most of the time life is far from perfect, but because at the end of the day, when I step back and zoom out, I remember just how lucky I am.
Whew this is a big, big step for me. Let me know if this is something you enjoyed and you’d like to see more of or if you would just prefer written blogs. Thanks again for visiting my page! Continue reading “First Whirl at Video Blogging”
Do you know how valuable you are?
There have been many rumors circling around lately. They claim that someone I know is involved in being a murderer, a torturer, and that they have been orchestrating evil behind the scenes in people’s lives for many years now. I honestly have found myself more and more shocked at the reports that continue to surface over this case. This is why I wanted to bring it to your attention.
The age-old question has been lingering on my mind lately, “What do you want to be when you grow up.” We have all asked others this question and have had it asked of ourselves many times. My personal answer has changed over the years. It began like any little girl wanting to be a teacher. A few years later I wanted to be a Bush Hog salesman like my dad and after that, an ice-skater. Totally random, I know. Continue reading “What do You Want to Be?”