Friday, November 26, 2010
Hey there y'all! I hope you have all had a great time with your families and are full of yummy food! I thought I would do a little something different for this blog. Not everyone see's things through the same pair of eyes, there are many different ways that we experience things, especially the holidays! So for the next few minutes, sit back and remember what it was like when YOU were eleven and the world was only as big as you were tall.....
Hi I am Brooke but you can call me Brookie I love to read kenzi's (you all know her as kenna) blog. Any ways...I was just sitting with here and she was reading her last bolg post and i loved it and I thought, 'Well, it was all about ME!!!!!!!!! Maybe I should write a blog!' so here I go!
Well I thought about how much I love thanksgiving so I am going to say all the things I think were the best about my thanksgiving.
1.going to spend time with my family
2.knowing that i have my birthday in less then a mouth
3. and last but not least not going home until late tomorrow
thanks for listen to me!
I love you kenzi.
So there was Thanksgiving from an eleven year old's perspective. Sometimes I wish that I still could see through the eyes of a child. This year I tried to put those glasses back on and eat, without counting calories, ride golf carts, with my hair down, fall asleep on the couch WITH my shoes on, and watch football just because the dad's were. I think I succeeded! I was even told that I drooled while I slept.
I believe to say that this vacation was anything less that an adventure would be an inadequate statement. We have had a car over heat and were forced to leave it at Starbucks, played "Left, Right, Center" and gone through, over $200 combined, shopped till we drooped, had a few "situations" and lots of laughter! I am beyond blessed to have the TerKeurst's in my life and a wonderful place to spend the holidays!
Until next time,
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
I love being pampered, and although I never like to spend the time, or money, on getting my nails done. I decided I needed them done this week because the holidays were fast approaching. However, just like everything else in my life, the week slipped by and my nails were still in need of some SERIOUS, T.L.C....I was sharing this with one of the girls that I have spent the last year and a half with, while we were putting up a Christmas Tree. She shared with me that she thought I was such a hard worker I deserved to get my nails done, and she was going to do them for me! Now this girl was not a friend from school, she doesn't do nails, and she isn't even 5 ft. tall yet. She is an eleven year old blond haired, blue eyes, sweet girl who "pampered" me tonight with her Homemade foot soak that was made out of bath crystals and tap water, all mixed together in a small rubbermaid storage bin. She was so proud of herself though, and what did i think might you ask? I was relaxed the second I sat down.
My little brooke had her room all set up for me with youtube glowing across my laptop screen as it light a dark room, playing "relaxing spa music" No joke, go check it out! It was quite calming. Any ways, she massaged my feet, and painted my nails for almost an hour. (of course afterwards I had to repay her with a manicure).
Now, as I type away with brooke sound asleep in the bed next to me I can't help but pray, pray that she keep that servants heart through out her life and that no one ever would burn her out on service. What a sweetie!
Well tomorrow morning comes early and at 8am we are rolling out the drive way on our way to FL! I am so excited to spend Thanksgiving with the TerKeurst's and to have found "family" in them while I am here in North Carolina and my family is in Michigan.
So, this year, I will be thankful for Brookie, the sweet, servant like, genuine, honest, loving girl that she is....the same girl that, right before she headed off to never land said, "Kenzie, Write a post about.....me!!!!!!!"
so here you go Brookie! I love you!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
I remember when I was a little girl watching the movie Peter Pan and wondering why, in the end, the Darling children never wanted to grow up? For when they were adults they could set their own bed time, keep Nanna in the house, and even jump on their beds whenever they pleased. Even as I grew into my teen years and Peter Pan became one of my top five favorite books I still couldn't wait to grow up. My mother used to tell me to never grow up and to always keep my innocence. I would always shrug my shoulder's and embrace every comment from people saying "Wow! You act way older than 13.(or 14 and so on)" I always wanted to be older.
As I came to my senior year the adrenaline began to kick in, I knew that being "adult" was the life I always wanted, making my own decisions, setting my own bed times, and going where I wanted when I wanted, I couldn't wait! I was all set up to attend Grace Bible College for Theater but my whimsical, adventurous side got the better of me and brought me to a small town 800 miles away from home, just outside of Charlotte, North Carolina called Waxhaw. It was the perfect place for me to start my new life, whatever that may be. There was only a handful of people I knew and those people were very dear to my heart, I had meet them through an amazing ministry my mom worked for called Proverbs31. I visited in the summer, still having no idea where I was going to live or what I was going to do. I retuned home for my opening of Grease The Musical and after we performed our last show I packed my stuff and the next week was up at 3am on a Friday morning eager to head out in this new phase of life. We drove 17 hours and eventually made it to Charlotte.
I decided to attend a Cosmetology school and spent one year of my life living with some amazing people. There were three different families I lived with, rent free might I add, and they were all amazing and I am so grateful to them!
However, It didn't take long for reality to sink in and although I would never admit it, I cried myself to sleep that first night, and many nights after. The next year was an adjustment, I had to begin paying for my own gas, school, food, and fun things. But it was NOTHING compared to my life now. I remember working so hard and being at school so much that I never truly spent time with the families I lived with. But they never seemed to mind my absence. They were great! The "school" chapter of my life came to a close and I was so excited, and even though I still have state boards to do I felt like a weight was off my shoulders, and now I could FINALLY make money!
But along with the end of school came the end of not paying for my own stuff since then I have taken on the responsibility of ALL my expenses, including, rent (which is still very cheap thanks to Holly Good), insurance, paying off my school, phone, my new car, and soon my health care, dental, and everything else. I have realized that I am now an adult, and the glamor of it is totally gone. I don't want to grow up any more. I want to go back to never land. Things were so much easier in my firefly catching days. I miss Peter Pan, and even Captain Hook wasn't that bad after all. I now am grateful for the times I had and feel as Taylor Swift put it so well in her song Never Grow up,