Memories

Some memories we try to hold on to forever, and some we try so hard to forget. Time never stands still, one day you wake up and your little brother is 13. I remember the day he was born, I was in 5th grade and my grandma came to pick me up from school early. I said, "Well it's about time!" as I ran out of the class room. Went down to the hospital and met my baby brother. He didn't have a name for 3 days, he was called Baby Smith. I stayed with my cousin that night and got to go trick-or-treating for the first time in a neighborhood. We had always just gone to the houses where we knew people, but this year I was in Dothan and went up and down tons of streets with Anna. We would make trips back to the car empty our bags into a big black trash bag and go out again. I had candy for what seemed like years.
Thirteen years later, my brother is a teenager. My grandmother passed away 7 years ago. My little cousin is a wife and mother. My parents are divorced, and I am haunted by memories. Memories of the last 12 months. Memories of feeling like the most loved and special girl in the world. Promises of forever, of land and a house, of kids, and of loving future in-laws. Promises from a certain man who, in my eyes, hung the moon.
Time heals all wounds, so they say. I guess I am still waiting for this scar to fade away. Trying so hard to remember the bad things. Trying so hard to enjoy the life I have now. Trying to forget all those then wonderful, now horrible memories.

October 12! When did September end?

Ok very very brief recap of the last month:
Interview with Peterbuilt Trucking company for a warranty/customer service position
Interview with Girl Scouts for a public relations/ marketing position
Interview with Comala Credit Union for a Marketing position
... Wait... Still waiting... RING
Second interview with Comala Credit Union they hope to make a decision by next week!!
And now, I am cleaning out the second bedroom so Squirrel can move in Friday