The Mountains

My mom read a children’s book to me often when I was young entitled When I was Young in the Mountains. My mom could never finish this book without her voice choking up and small tears landing onto an illustration of two hillbilly children buying butter by the pound at a general store. I used to laugh at her: “Dad….!!!! Mom’s CRYING…hahahahahaha!!!” Then, some months ago, I came across that same book on my book shelve, and I burst into tears on the title page. My little sister, Haven laughed at me. I guess what comes around goes around.

Update

So, I cannot believe that today is my last day of school. How the hell did that happen? Well, let me tell you. It happened after lots of papers, a few tears, many laughs and inside jokes with friends, much growth and insight, and a few fermented beverages!

I haven't been posting much on my blog because school takes up all of my energy. I will no longer have that excuse for neglecting my blog.

My birthday came and went and it was beautiful and low key, just as I prefer it.

Graduation is May 18th. A new beggining for me.