My family and I were watching a movie last night, my sisters and mother on the sofa, and my nephew in my lap on the love seat and I realize that we hadn't done something like this in so long that it made me think, how long until I'm the only one with my mother surrounded by all these foster children, and then I came to the conclusion that it would be next year that this would actually happen. My sister is a senior in high school and is applying to colleges, so she'll be out of the house next year, my brother in his third year of college now and I barely see him. I will be the only child living with my mother come next year, not including the foster kids, and from there two years will fly by and then I will be starting college myself. It's hard to think that life makes it seem like you have all the time in the world until you wake up one day and you wonder, where is everyone? How did this happen? And it's because we are neglectful to our time now, we take the time for granted until we notice that it's all gone. The time with our families, our friends, until it's gone we don't want to think about it, then we wish that we could have it all back. It's such a big question that a lot of people are debating it even today in their everyday lives, what happened to the time? Everyone grows up so fast. It's awful for me to think that one day I will have a family and I might be working so much that I am neglectful and don't take the time to listen to them have fun with them, simply show love that I once felt. It's important to take the time because we all don't know how much time we have left.

 Your heart will lead you to wonderful people especially when you love that Someone so much that your willing to take it to the next level. From walks in the park to dates ending with happiness and laughter, my oldest sister Angela and my now brother-in-law Omar were a perfect fit for each other, after a long while of rising romance they finally decided to bring the next step forward. They decided that it was time to tie the knot. 2006 was the year that they got married, in the church that my family had co-founded together. That day was momentous and truly wonderful. I can remember when they said there vows, with tears in their eyes and love in their hearts, they eagerly said I do. My sister looked very beautiful with her magnificent white gown with glitter at the corner of her eyes and on her shoulders, and her veil entangled in her small hair bun, and my brother-in-law with his tailored white dress suit and tie. Everything was wonderful, and everyone on both sides of the family were excited and approving of the couple.

The entire day was filled with clashing pads, adoring fans, and a whole ear drum popping amount of screaming. Football cultivated my time today, as I went to my old Pop-Warner team games today seeing how I was a Junior coach and needed show my support, although I wasn't on the field, I was making sure that my teams players, the opposing teams players, and the family got food and beverages to eat while they watched the game, I manned the grill and one of the frying mechanisms throughout the first half of my day, cheering on all of my teams, and the players. Upon my returning home after a hard days work, I came to find out that I was right on time to watch the football games that went on throughout the day, I was pleased when my co-favorite NFL football team the New England Patriots beat the Oakland Raiders off of the outstanding interception from nose tackle Vince Wilfork, and I was extremely exhilarated when the other side of my co-favorite team the Seattle Seahawks made a spectacular beat against the Denver Broncos i.e the team I dread the most. All of the games I saw today were hard fought battles until the very end and it was great to have a good friend with me through the second half of the day cheering right alongside me. Altogether I guess I can say, and I quote rapper Ice Cube from the movie the ride along, "today was a good day".
 

               Yesterday, I had to say goodbye to a woman that I've known for almost all of my life. She was a kind, sweet hearted 65-year-old woman named Phyllis Dixon, I'd known Ms. Phyllis between 10-11 years, and I'd grown fond of her and her children who are my parents age, I could tell that when I saw her in her final resting place that she was finally going to be with the ones that she loved, her late husband and Jesus Christ, she was a very spiritual woman with a heart as big as the Grand Canyon, and feeling to her that said; listen to me because I'm trying to help you, I will always work to help you. Ms. Phyllis was in my top-4 elderly female advisers which means she was one of the four women that were older which meant to me that they were wiser and more experienced, I had put her in this category because I knew that she'd be able to give me wisdom that I'd never dream of before and because I knew that she'd always be able to be depended on. I was able to send my regards to her family and I'm sure they accepted it, because to them I felt like family. I will always miss Ms. Phyllis but she will never be gone because she'll always be in the hearts of the ones she loved, and the ones that loved her.