Summer Blues

Tomorrow I will stand outside and wave as the car pulls out of the driveway. My mother has to go to a college campus that is rather far way. She will be back in a little over a week, but already we miss her. Dad has been rather clingy and my sister and I keep trying to follow Mom around the house. We will miss her very much, so will the cats. Schuster (our 12 or 13 orange and white male) normally sleeps with Mom at night in the basement bedroom. If she is not there he yowls and calls for her all night till his little throat is sore. Mom said I could sleep down there and try to keep him from missing "his woman" so much. I don't know if it will work, but it is worth a shot.

I am still blocked on my writing. The only thing I can write is a paper over the movie Labyrinth (the one with David Bowie). I have been meaning to write it for quite some time, but never got around to it. Still, I wish I could work on my book...

So here I sit at my desk, typing away while my sister sleeps in the bedroom next door. After this I shall do chores, read a book, and do whatever else comes to mind. We shall miss you Mom.

Wednesday Quotes

"They sell Jesus...in a box."
"Does he come in assortments?"
-Aric, and Tristin

This is what happens when Aric, Tristin, and I stay up too late. It took Tristin a while after he said the second quote to process what Aric had said. Then Aric got what he had said as well. I got what they both said, but was too tired and I couldn't get my tongue to work. I have a lot of quotes like this.

Brothers

Today I had a surprise visit from my honorary brother, Tristin. It had been a long time since I had seen him and I was so happy lay eyes him. He had said he would not be coming up to the high school since he has problems getting along with some of my classmatesmates. Nothing could have brightened my afternoon like seeing Tristin outside the door and grinning. That boy is like a ray of sunlight in a storm cloud. He would prefer to be called an assassin and he is one at times.

My second honorary brother, Aric, is at a college in a far off town, but he sends me messages on what he is up to and gives me stories he has written. We spend a great deal of time talking online and have been able to keep our friendship growing in strength due to the wonders of the internet. We both would prefer to see each other off the net, but Aric can't come back to our hometown every weekend so we look forward to the time we get to hang out with each other and Tristin.

The third honorary brother is Aden. We hang out at church every Sunday and goof off in our youth class. He is am amazing artist and has his own ways of expressing his faith. I went to my first Christian rock concert with him and one of my buds from "The Insane Asylum" along with the rest of our youth group.

It is strange how I grew up with no brothers only to find I now have three that I treasure as much as my real sibling. These boys are my brothers in spirit and I wouldn't trade my memories with them for all the books in the world.