Monday, August 3, 2009

Monday, June 15, 2009

Write something. 
Writing is like kissing, just without lips. 
Writing is kissing with the mind.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Monday, April 20, 2009

This one's for you Aunt Connie


I took the day off work today for the 6th funeral I've been to in about 6-7 weeks... but this one was very different in so many ways. My Grandma's sister Naconna ,who I always knew as Aunt Connie, died on April 15th 2009 in her home in Salt Lake. I always liked her and she seemed to like me, she always had something nice to say to me whenever I saw her, but what I really liked about her was how honest she was. She wasn't artificial at all and if she believed in something she stuck with it no matter what. She knew the worth of a woman and was always so strong in spirit... 

The last time I saw her I was in Salt Lake visiting my grandma for the day. Me and my brother James ran around the corner on the block to where Aunt Connie lived from Grandma's.  It seems like yesterday, but it must've been awhile ago because the reason I was over there was to get some squash Aunt Connie had grown in her garden for Grandma. It never entered my mind that that would be the last time I would see her... she had been there around the corner for as long as I could remember. I guess sometimes, a lot of times, we take people for granted.

It still hasn't set in that she's actually gone. I really will miss you Aunt Connie, and I feel very blessed to have known you. I really can't express what I'm feeling right now... It's a little sadness, but mostly gratitude. I just feel very blessed to have the family that I have and that deep love all my cousins and family have for each other, such as I witnessed today at the funeral. I don't know all of you very well, but I feel connected to you all and it's because we have such wonderful progenitors such as Aunt Connie that tie us all together.

So let's do like she wanted us to and "go home, stop crying, and put on some music and start dancing".  It's a reminder of how precious life is and how family is everything.... Aunt Connie shows us that. 
Rest in Peace Aunt Connie, you will indeed be missed...


Sunday, March 15, 2009

Why are humans such emotional creatures? We feel we always need someone who's supposed to be there for us whenever we're down, someone who's just supposed to know when something's wrong and knows just what to do to make it all better.  So what do we do when we realize that person doesn't exist and all we have is ourselves....

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Dreams

I wonder what dreams mean. Some people have the most amazing, crazy dreams... like my mom, wow! Her brain must be on overdrive when she's sleeping. I've never met anyone who's dreams are more whacked out than hers... you could try, but it would be tough competition, trust me.

Then there's me... I rarely ever dream, at least not that i can remember. And when i do remember my dreams, theyre always really short, yet very detailed and random as it gets. 
Like about a week ago, for example, i dreamt that i was getting ready to go to a party and i was doing my hair and i had sooo many gray hairs! and Kristen comes in and says "That's why i would never work at Bear River Converters... it makes your hair go gray.. too much stress" 

hahaha what the hell?

I took one of those random online quizzes thats supposed to tell you your "real" age, by how mature you are i guess. Turns out im really 71 :S and i quote.... "you have one foot in the grave"
That could explain why my hair is turning gray :P

I really do think Eleanor Roosevelt was wrong on this one....


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Goodbye MySpace, Hello Blogspot

Well, this is it. The wonderful blog of Anna! Somewhere I can just type it down and let it all out. 
After all the work of getting this thing set up, im not sure i feel like doing anything else besides sleeping... hm sleep sounds really good right now.... zzZZzzz....