"The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up." ~Paul Valery

Hello,

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. My whole family basically lives at my house...so it wasn't much different than a regular dinner for us. However, its good to have that time together set aside to spend together. There hasn't been much going on around here. I have been sick for the past couple of weeks. I don't have insurance because of being a full time student without a job...so I've just had to let my body take care of things. Today is the first day that I actually can halfway breathe. I finished my fieldwork II stuff so I don't have to go back into the school system to work again until January. I am so glad for that because I have so much that I need to do around the house...and my nights are all taken up so it will be good to have my days back again. Pray for my brother to find a job. He is getting so antcy sitting around at the house. Every where has already hired up for the holidays and so he is having a hard time finding somewhere to work.

I am so proud to say also that my mom and I have ALREADY bought all of our christmas gifts. We have a couple of gift certificates that we want to pick up for some people but other than that we are done with our christmas shopping. This is awesome. We are usually the crazy idiots out on Christmas Eve buying presents. One year I waited so late that the stores were closed and I didn't have a present for my brother so I had to "steal" one from my parents to give to him. Isn't that funny. But not this year...we can actually sit back and enjoy the holidays instead of running from store to store at the last minute. Well, anyways...its time for me to get motivated and get busy around here. Love ya guys...

Snowflakes
Snowflakes spill from heaven's hand

Lovely and chaste like smooth white sand.

A veil of wonder laced in light

Falling Gently on a winters night.
Graceful beauty raining down

Giving magic to the lifeless ground.

Each snowflake like a falling star

Smiling beauty that's spun afar.
Till earth is dressed in a robe of white

Unspoken poem the hush of night.

by Linda A. Copp