October 28,2008

Dear Friend,



Have i ever told you how beautiful He is? It would be impossible to describe, but I'll try. I'm not sure if this will make sense...It's almost like that feeling that you get on one of those days when everything is going wrong, and then one good thing happens that makes up for all the bad. Well, He's that good thing. His voice lights up a room, and he really knows how to make people smile. Just knowing that He is in your presence puts you at ease. His compassion for his family is so deep and way that he plays with His nephews is so genuine. Just seeing him smile fills me with butterflies, and even if your mad you can't help but smile back. When you look into his eyes you can see the truth. He's not a liar or insincere. He is a well-rounded man that leaves an impression everywhere he goes.



Sincerely,

Rain





Dear Friend,

Have you already lived your "glory days"? I have. You see, I have played soccer all my life. I would practice everyday, run a couple miles at every workout, i was incredibly fit. My entire life I was captain of every team that I had ever played on. It felt good, like people looked up to me. The postion that I played was goal keeper. I would never trade that position for the world. You'll never understand the rush that i would get when i would make an incredible save. I was number one in our club for the keepers. We traveled all around the U.S. to be scouted and wow was it exciting. It was so nerve racking everytime a scout would call me and tell me that they were coming to watch me play. And it was even more nerve racking when they would fly into Denver just to watch a game. I recieved three differnt full ride scholarships and four partial scholarships from universities and private colleges. My dream of playing through college ended after i tore my rotator cuff the summer before freshman year of college started. it was very depressing, especially since i didn't have any schools in mind that were not for soccer. And that's how I ended up staying in state at CU Denver. Well, i guess that those were my "glory days".



Sincerely.

Rain

Dear Friend,

How do you celebrate your holidays? Christmas with my famil is really fun, until everyone gets to eating and talking. Every year me, my sister, my mom, all of my cousins, all of my aunts and uncles, and all of my great aunts and uncles come together at my grandpa's house. After everyone has gotten there the entire living room if full of presents. We all have a big homemade breakfast and then start tearing away at the presents. Then we all hangout and watch christmas movies in different rooms. Christmas with my family is an all day event. After a while we start eating dinner that my grandpa and his sisters cook. A bunch of italian food! and again after that everybody lays around, and then something always goes wrong. I swear, along with a couple other family members that my uncle starts all of the fights taht take place in that house, no matter when they are. he is such an opinionated person, and boy does he love love to speak his mind. I disagrees with everything just to create conflict it seems. My uncle is definately the grinch towards the end of the day, but he always comes around and apologizes.

Sincerely,

Rain

October 2, 2008

Dear Friend,
Growing up I have learned many different things, but one has had a larger impact on my life than the others. Ok, where to start? … Well, my mom was pretty young when she had me. Young as in seventeen. And well of course you could assume it was unexpected. I guess that I never really thought of it as anything big while growing up except that my mom always looked way younger than all the other moms. It wasn’t until high school when I turned seventeen that it really started to make me think. Wow, what if I was pregnant right now? Seventeen years old, and a sophomore in high school? What would people think of me? How would I be treated? I couldn’t even start to think of what my family would do, or how they would react. My mom has always been a great mom. She has done so well for a single mom with two daughters. Yah, at times it was a little hard, but I think that the hard part was seeing my mom sad. The path that my dad took did not make life on us any easier. He screwed up big time, but I’m not going to go into details. My mom has gone through many obstacles in life, and has come out on top more than the bottom. Our family really has supported her from day one, and I think that that has had a lot to do with her success. She has always put my sister and I first, no matter what it has come down to. She started college, but was unable to finish because she had to take care of us. She has always been the mom that helped out with all the field trips and PTA meetings. She made sure that my sister and I were able to participate in everything that we could, soccer, basketball, swim team, volleyball, softball. You name it, we did it. My mom has sacrificed so much in her life, especially putting me through a private high school. Sometimes I treat her as though I am really ungrateful, but that’s the last thing that I would want her to think. Basically, through all of the reflection I have done the past five years, and all of the conversations that I have had with my mom, I have learned and been told that planning is key. I have learned that having a plan in life puts you one step ahead of the game. Yah, some things happen unexpected, but if it is preventable then why not prevent it? Personally, I would rather make life easier for myself than harder.

Dear Friend,
Last year, one of my really close friends experienced a loss of a really close guy friend. They had known each other since elementary school and were together quiet often. His death was very random and was due to a tumor in his brain. My friend was so upset, she stopped eating and coming to school, and I didn’t know what to do about it. I talked to her on the phone, but every time she would break down and cry, and it wasn’t making the situation anything better. I thought that if I took her out in public to do something fun that it would take him off of her mind for a little while. Boy was I wrong. She played along with it and definitely fooled me. It looked like she was having an alright time, which made me feel like I had done the right thing. Well, for the next two weeks she would not answer any of my phone calls or any of my texts. I was really mad and hurt because I was trying to reach out to her but she just kept ignoring me. Well, finally I received about a really long text message from her explaining why she hadn’t been talking to me. She said that it was so rude of me to take her out, and that it had made it seem like I didn’t care about what had just happened. I guess that all she had wanted was to spend time with me and for me to just be a shoulder to lean on. When I look back at it, when I took her out I did try to act like everything was perfect even though it was far from it. And that was my mistake. From this I have learned to be more considerate in the way that I deal with big things like this. I never looked at it from her point of view, and that’s where I went wrong.


Infinite:
To feel infinite is to feel like your floating on a cloud. Like time has stopped, but you’re still moving. Infinite is when you are with somebody close to you, whether it be your best friend, or your boyfriend, in my case he is both. It is when you two are driving in the car at three in the morning, with the music up and the windows down, nothing to worry about, right in the heart of downtown. There was not another car in sight, just us. It was like the whole city was ours. We cruised around with smiles on our faces, so in love you would think that we’re crazy. We sang at the tops of our voices as we drove under the street lights, the feeling was unexplainable. Everybody has their own infinite moment, and this is mine.