time to let go

with my 18th bday just around the corner, ive been thinking back on my life. thinking about how much my mother has been involved in it. this is for her.

I said my first words.

tied my shoes.

read my first book.

wrote my name.

rode my first bike.

took care of my fish.

got my first report cards.

killed my fish.

had my first melt down.

got a zit.

had my second melt down.

had my first real crush.

lost the guy to a friend.

had another melt down.

hung out with my friends.

finaly got the guy.

fell for the guys best friend.

broke up with the guy.

didn't go out with the best friend.

got in huge fights with friends.

lost all my friends.

got new friends.

hung out with them.

became best friends with the ex's best friend.

the best friend got engaged.

my first real heart break.

spent lots of time with my other best friend. (basicly moved in)

best friend and fiance' broke up.

went out with the best friend.

went to first church camp.

met the male version of myself.

broke up with the best friend.

became best friends with the new boyfriend.

                          (still have the new boyfriend till this day)

panicked over school, and grades.

graduated highschool a year early.

enrolled for college.

stressed over my ACT.

made it through.

got into college.

panicked over text books.

bummed money.

started college.

got a job.

got my drivers lisence.

got a car.

rear-ended someone.

made it through the semester with B's and one A.

directed my first Christmas play.

had another melt down.

got it pulled togeather hours before hand.

started semester #2.

blew out 18 candles....

you got me through all the bad, and none of the good would have been possible without you...

you did good ;-)