“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
Monday, June 26, 2006
Travel Plans
And speaking of disappointing Elders, Will didn't write me this week, when I know that he wrote at least three other people. People keep telling me that my letter probably got lost in the mail. I am a little jealous that he would write to them and not me, but more specifically I just want to know why he wouldn't want to write to me when he has been so good about it so far.
Mom and I now have travel reservations for going down to the Shakespearean Festival. I am really excited. It will also be really nice to get away from work for a weekend. I have been to the Shakespearean Festival before, but I have never seen one of the plays outside, so I am looking forward to that too.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Dawn of Roses
"Now Will, Tasha, and Chelsee sat soaking in the sun as the roses did. Chelsee was only eight and had instantly attached to the two friends when she arrived two weeks ago. She was the only thing that kept the two sane. She gave them something to look after and something that many had lost, love. With her shining brown hair and eyes Chelsee was, despite the anguish around her, always smiling. She always looked at things in the most optimistic way that quickly spread to those around her. Many would be gone now if she hadn’t arrived."
-- Dawn of Roses, short story written by Will McLachlan