...COMMENCEMENT...

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So yesterday was the little brother's graduation from high school. He is actually the last of my parents children to graduate, after the summer when he leaves to go off to college all of their children will have left the nest. The feeling I had watching him march down the aisle and across the stage was like something I haven't felt in a long time, its something similiar to i guess watching a kid take their first steps or my neice learning to read and write....i was just so proud and overjoyed. I am so very proud of my little brother he is an exceptional young man, very well spoken and intelligent, friendly, kind and just an all around great person. I know that he is destined to do wonderful things and will do very well in college. I am just as excited for him to go to college as was for myself maybe even more because i have already had that experience and look forward to seeing him go through it. Also, his commencement made me reminisce on my on graduation just a shy two years ago. It makes me realize how proud I was of myself then and how blessed I was to have the opportunties i've had. It also makes me realize that just how much things have changed in these past two years, they have also stayed the same. Lastly, it made me take a look at my parents and how they have been there for all four of us and done such a great job as parents. I feel the values and morals my sisters, my brother, and myself have gave us the tools to make mistakes but also to make great choices for ourselves that will lead to great opportunites and will ultimately make us the kind of people both we and are parents want us to be. If as a parent I can do half the job my parents have done....my children will too be great and i truly commend them.

THANK U MOMMY AND DADDY AND OF COURSE THE LORD!

consuming my thoughts...

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Enters my mind no matter what i'm doing, may it be trying to sleep, watching tv, eating or whatever have you...like clockwork enters my thoughts. I tell myself not to but yet i still do. It can be good at times and torture at others. It can put a smile on my face or even wipe that same smile away. From the simple things and time we share, to how he pretends not to notice when i stare. Those big, strong arms that i so adore, marked with his own identity as well as someone else's, that i can't help but melt in when they're wrapped around me touching my core. Soft lips and an even softer smile to match. I simply enjoy just to be close to him, the height that towers over me just drives me crazy. The chocolate skin that covers his body glistens as he dances and has fun with his easy going carefree personality. I love to sit back and watch him enjoying himself and having fun somehow it gives me some sort of happiness. The torture comes when i remember the way things were when we first met, how much we talked and how we had so much to talk about. We use to talk everyday allday even if it was via text message. We still talk everyday but its less and the convos are fewer. I feel like we're falling off slowly fading into something less, like maybe he's losing interest. Not to sound all thirsty but i yearn to speak and spend time with him and when it comes down to it....i just really like him point blank period. Although the feeling may be mutual something has definitely changed and this day to day is becoming torture. Maybe i need to let go & move

....whatever the case he is comsuming my thoughts.....

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