Blog three

Dear friend,
As you know my parents moved away about four months ago. This has been kind of a tough situation for me because of some regrets that I have now that I don’t get to see them as much. It has been since then that I realized how beautiful it is to see a family doing something all together. It would be impossible for me to describe just how beautiful it is only because you live with your family still, but I will try. Try to see from an outsider’s point of view. Imagine your family all crammed into the kitchen and your mom’s arms around your little sister. Picture your dad laying out cookies that you all just made together on a tray and your sister trying to eat the dough off of the cookie sheet. Hear the laughter coming from your family’s mouths as they talk about old times and fun memories. Smell the chocolate chips as they melt in the oven. Feel the hand gently set on your back with your father acknowledging that he is glad you’re there. Just picture these things and then you will truly understand beauty.
Everyone has their glory days. I look back at my life and there are a few times were I think I lived my glory days already. There were all those dance competitions that I went to, and the ones where my team beat every other studio there seemed like a glory day. Or the time when I got accepted into every college I applied to seem like they would be glory days as well. Maybe even the day I graduated high school was a glory day. After looking back to all these times where I felt like I was on top of the world, I think that my glory days are still to come. These times seemed like the best moments in my life but as I think about my future, I think my glory days are going to be much better. My glory days are going to start when I get married. Every girl dreams about the day she marries her one true love and her life as an “us” begins. I am not different from any other girl in where I have that same dream. I think that the day I buy a house with my husband will be a glory day and when I become a mother will be one of those days as well. I think that you are just living your life as best you can until you reach these days. I believe that once I reach this time is when I will experience my glory days.
With the holidays coming up a lot faster than I expected, I have started thinking a lot about how this year is going to turn out. Now normally my family and I don’t go visit all of our family in another state for Christmas, but this year, since my whole family moved to where all my relatives are, it looks like I will be the one to travel out there and we will finally have a Christmas with ALL my relatives. So because we have never actually been with all my relatives for the holidays, I don’t really know how it will turn out. Since I have seen family gatherings before, I can make a guess though. It will start out by all of us driving down to my Aunt Thelma’s house for a big dinner. This is ok by me because I have always gotten along with my Aunt. Aunt Thelma is pretty much a teenager trapped in a 50 year old ladies body. She has a very “hip” sense of style and I feel like I can talk to her about almost anything. She goes and gets her nails done once a month, and she has bleached blonde hair, like a California girl. Although I get along with her very well, my dad and her usually don’t. My dad and hir sister seem to have a lot of differences. My dad is a smoker, for one, and my aunt hates the thought of smoking. Where it turn into some conflict is when my aunt begins to be very open with how she feels about things that my dad does. My dad hates being told what to do, which is where I get it from I guess, and her fights with her a lot about it. The one person that they seem to agree on is my grandmother. My Grandma is 92 years old and seems to keep the peace without even knowing it. She hates when my dad and my aunt fight, so they try to put their differences aside for their mother. My grandma is very old so there will be a lot of stories that we will have to listen to, even if we have heard them a billion times before. I will probably end up being stuck hanging out with my 2nd cousin, who is at the riveting age of 13 now, and watching her act exactly like me the whole night. In all honesty I am looking forward to seeing all my family again, I just hope it doesn’t mess up the idea of Christmas that I have always kept close to me.