To Who I Am Becoming...

10 years ago: Ten years ago I was almost 13 and the most perfect angle you have ever seen. My goal for the future: Become a teacher, mother, wife, pediatric therapist, and change lives. 5 things on my to do list: 1. Schedule the Praxis 2. Take the Praxis 3. Finish 10 more books before school starts 4. Clean my car and 5. Get a social life. 5 snacks I enjoy: Cashews, Crazins, chocolate, granola bar, vegetables 5 places I've lived: Orem, Provo, St. George, Pine Vally, Phoenix What would I do if I became a billionaire: Start my own foundation for children and a great kitchen and fast cars 5 jobs I've had: nanny, day care teacher, stocker at a candy supply store, and student. Yes that is it. 5 things you don't know about me: I don't think there is anything you don't know about me. I now tag: Stephanie Poff, Team Iloa, Anna Hansen

So this last week I was able to be the head teacher in my classroom at Kinderland day care in the kindergarten class. During the last week I had decided to do more reading, math, and writing so I started reading Junie B. First Grader books to my class after lunch. This was amazing because I was able to show them how they acted sometimes by the example of a character in the book. Tattiling has been a big problem but now I am able to say "Do you sound like May?" I once again felt like I was someone with a purpose. It is amazing how when your life has no visible purpose everything else can seem to fall apart at your feet. Sadly the "Head" teacher came back so now I am back to seeing how much the children I love are not getting from their "Teachers". Oh well I will just have to look to the future.

For years my brother and I have fought like we were mortal enemies. Only in the last few years have we grown to truly care for one another and show our love to each other. Recently I have started the process to find or get in contact with my birth mother. I have told very few people this and in my family have only told my mother. Yesterday my mom and my Marc went to St. George to my aunts fiftieth birthday party. On the way they talked about my brothers relationships and stuff in his life. I guess my mom told Marc about my wanting to find my birth mother because when he came back that night at midnight the first thing he did was to come into my room, wake me up, and asked me if I was OK. He knew that this is a big decision for me and wanted to see if I was OK. If I hadn't been so tired I would have cried . Even though he and I do not always get along as we have gotten older we have learned that he and I are the only ones that we can turn to when life is truly crashing down around u