Wednesday, September 19, 2007


Ah, how I love silence now... Mom is taking Camila and Daniel to Dallas, they're on the road now. We're overdue for a social worker visit, because they're in Dallas it's harder to stay on schedule, so they'll be doing that while they're there. After that they plan on going to the children's museum there, and possibly stop by the store that sells Colombian food. All this adds up to one thing that is prominent in my mind-- Silence all day! Or rather, only the noises I choose to make. (Such as music and singing) Peter will be in and out, but that doesn't bother me.

Some time ago he and I reached a point where we came to an "understanding" on computers and stuff, I let him on this computer if he's around and I use another one, neither of us bother the other person, but sometimes make comments about stuff we think the other would enjoy. To put it plainly, spending a day at home, with Peter around, is something I consider ideal. I enjoy having him around, we rarely disagree, and the company but not company is relaxing. He's a great brother, even though we don't interact on a huge level I've recently been realizing how amazing and patient he is. How much he's been growing in the Lord, and just overall how great, thoughtful, and nice a brother he is.

Okay, I'm done bragging.

I was noticing the other day that at the beginning of the summer I wrote in my journal that if I had ballet four days a week in the afternoon I wouldn't do it. Because that would cut into time with friends, and I just didn't think that was worth it. Well, what am I doing now? Having ballet four times a week and more than half the time I can't see friends because of it. And am I annoyed and not wanting to go? Nope. I look forward to ballet, and the sacrifice is worth it. Over the summer I realized just how much I enjoyed it, and how enjoyable it could be when you start to improve. So yeah, my view on ballet has changed majorly in the past few months, isn't it funny how things like that happen?

Lately my toes keep getting stepped on, it's very painful, this morning it happened again and caused my toenail to start bleeding. <_< Although I go around barefoot or in flip-flops all the time, getting my feet stepped on is not common, though it does happen :P

Well, I'm off to work on my story I started in July.


Tuesday, September 18, 2007

"Starting Fresh", Babysitting, Tuna Fish...

I decided a few days ago to start this blog up again, and see about maybe doing it a little differently. So I finally got around to it today and went and got rid of the previous posts, excluding the first, so I could "start fresh".

While I babysat this morning the 8-month old I had started crying, which caused the two-year old (Lillyann is her name, though I don't know about the spelling) to get upset and want me to hold her. For the rest of the time, which was half an hour, she was wanting to be with me and me to hold her... which was a little trouble because Faith (5) and Noah (7 or 8, not sure) both wanted to play with her but she only wanted to be with me. =)

Tuna fish! We finally got some more, so upon returning from babysitting I got to have a tuna and egg salad sandwhich for lunch... that was nice, we've been out for a while now, and both Peter and I have been wanting them. So I ate to the sound of Daniel on the computer, playing this flight-simulator game. He's been enjoying having computer time again, after not having any yesterday.

Well, I'll leave you with a poem I wrote last night:


I am weary and burdened
As I come into this place
But I'll wait and praise You
Longing to see Your face

I fall on my knees
I know You are near
You restore my life
And Your presence is here

So many times I cry to You
Having once again fallen astray
Each time You welcome me back
And slowly change me each day

And here on my knees
I know You are near
You return my hope
And Your presence is here

Discontent with this world
I turn to You who can satisfy
You are all I need
Your well never runs dry

As I cry out on my knees
I can know You are near
Come and fill me
For Your presence is here

For when we truly seek You
We will find You
You have many plans for us
If we'll only give in to You

When we're on our knees
We can know You will be near
You hear our cries
And Your presence is there