Sister

On this beautiful sunny day I refuse to be sad! My big sister is moving in 4 short days and believe me I could write pages of mushy stuff explaining how my world will come to an utterly pathetic end on Friday. HOWEVER, again, I refuse. Instead I will reflect on what my crazily fun 26-year-old sis has taught me over the years.

1. an organized list = an organized life (hence the reason I'm using this format)

2. never get a dog larger than you...unless you have an excessive amount of love, patience, and strength.

3. there are no dumb questions.

4. everything needs a little volume..including hair AND body.

5. plan ahead, but smile at the unexpected.

6. take chances, be adventurous.

7. almost always add caramel macchiato creamer.

8. "never hover in heels"

9. set goals... then reach them

10. love to the moon and back

She will be missed, but life is about removing the filters, exceeding expectations, and stepping out on a limb, hoping it doesn't break... knowing that if it does you have someone to catch you before you fall. Good luck sister!

Love,

Kat

tearful treasures

Perhaps I shouldn't have worn mascara today. The highlights of my day seemed to be equally shared with laughter and a quivering lower lip. First, I picked out my prom dress. Now, this has been quite an exciting and difficult event! However, I may have teared up a little when I picked the dress that my best friend said "doesn't do anything for me" (when referring to my appearance). After looking at the clock I realized I didn't have time to wash my two black eyes, created by smeared make up, because I was late for practice. After loyally listening to my somewhat cheesy God music, hoping for a bit of inspiration, and spending 30 minutes driving around town trying to find keys and my soccer uniform, I made it to practice. I endured the trainers queries about my "tired" appearance, but then I was on the soccer field. I will admit I almost encountered a moment of weakness when a girl younger than I bluntly explained everything I was doing wrong, in the middle of our scrimmage. But, I remembered I had played more minutes than her and could therefore smile...then kick the ball at her...really hard. To end my night, well, my sister picked up where I left off. She broke down about her quickly approaching move, to which my dad exclaimed from across the room, "someone hug her". It has been a roller coaster of a day, but the tears are gone and now the treasures remain.

1. I have found a prom dress I like (I think) and get to attend my senior prom with all of my best friends.

2. My first soccer game is less than 2 days away. Scrimmages are over and a winning season is about to take off.

3. I have an endless amount of sunny, warm, adventurous vacations with no fee living quarters. ahh the countless beach/mountain hours I anxiously await.

My life, full of treasures! But first I must go protect my dear sister from the bogey (spelling?) man so she can safely make her way to North Carolina in the next week.

Safe journeys to you and your loved ones in the days to come:)

thanks for reading friend,

Kat