Thank You.

I really want to take the time and to think my aunt Rebecca. She has always been there for me and has always supported me. When I was younger I would always go over to her and stay the night and would always ask if I could just move in with her. Of course she told me that I could live with her anytime I needed to and that you would love to have me. She is a great role model and I love her funny personality. She is really layed back and really shows that she cares about you. So I want to thank you Aunt "Beba" Rebecca for everything you have done for me and for always making me feel loved! THANKS!

One Silly Old Man

One person that I look up to in my life is my Papaw Kenny. Everyone says that I act just like him which would have to mean that I have a great sense of humor. Me and my papaw are best friends, he is someone that I go to about anything that is going on. Every Sunday afternoon you can always find the two of us sitting on the couch watching TV but most of the time we both end up falling asleep. There are weekends that we just drive up to the Lake and stay for the day, the Lake is his favorite place to go when he has had a long day at work. He is a man that has worked for everything he has and I love that about him because that has made me a hard worker. I think that my papaw is a wonderful man and I love him so much. About a week ago his mother, my great-grandmother passed away and that was the hardest time in his life. It was so hard to see him like that, it broke my heart. I will never forget while we were at the funeral I went up to him and gave him a hug and in my ear he told me "you look so pretty, grandma would have thought you looked so pretty." That is something that will stay with me and I will never forget. He is a strong man and he was so strong for his sisters. I hope that when I grow older that I can be like my Papaw, a man of love and strenght.

Tell Me A Story...

Every year my family goes to Rough River for Labor Day and we stay all weekend. We are big eaters so there is always plenty of food to eat. Most of the weekend is spent on the water, fishing, corn-hole, sitting by the fire, and hiking.There are aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, memaw and papaw's all up there, it is a tight fit but no one complains because we are just happy to be able to go at all.

I can remember one Labor Day weekend when I decided that I wanted to learn how to water ski. I had watched my older brothers do it and just knew that I could do it too. So we went out and bought some training skies so I could practice with them. My oldest brother and me were just floating out in the water trying to get use to floating on your back. He was giving me all these pointers but I couldn't catch them all because I was more focused on getting bit by a snake and falling on my face. Well we got the right ski on and then put the left one on, as soon as that left one got on I knew that it was game time. I began getting really nervous knowing that soon that fast boat was going to try to rip me out of the water on these two boards. I was just wondering how in the world they were going to be able to keep me from sinking. The rope was in my hands and arms were straight just waiting to give the okay to my papaw to take off. Once I felt comfortable I gave him a nod and he put that boat into high speed, I came up out of the water and to my amazement I was on top of the water skiing. That day I accomplished something and was proud that I actually did it. Now we are trying to teach my little sister to ski but is some what harder than when I was taught how to ski