Today, in math class I found myself randomly asking myself things about Alaska, the place I was born, the place I first experienced life. I asked myself what I remember and how the weather was like and whatnot, when truth is, I don't remember any of it. I can only remember the time we went clam digging which was probably just a silly dream. I have no idea. But, I wish I could go back and visit everyone and my very first home. I remember Colorado and how I used to sit in my family room and line up all my fake horses with my big brown barn and I'd get mad if anyone would mess with my horses...pathetic, i know. Colorado was fun. I wish I could've known what happened when I was a new-born and that i would've understood everything that went on around me. I don't get why we lose those memories? It confuses me.
But, now I understand.
The picture above makes me smile everytime I look at it. Those overalls with no shirt under, the green tractor, my goofy face, how green the area is and my shnazzy little head band. How often do you get to go outside and spray your green tractor? not often. These were the days...
But now, look at me, I'm happy and love my family till this day. I've grown, I've grown tremendously and i couldn't have done it without my parents. I still have a long ways to go..and I'm excited for everything to come. LG=Life's Good :)
I love memories and am very grateful for them.
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