Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Friends

  A Friend is like a vibrant flower when the whole world is wilting,
  A friend is like a wild horse, they are rare, but spirited also!
  A friend is like a raging bull, trying to protect their friends,
  A friend is always there for you, like God, who never fades away.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Love

         Love, is a wierd word. Love is made up of so many things, and you are one of them. Love is not only patient, kind, humble, self-controled, and never ending, but love is also family and friends. You need family and freinds to love and you need love to have family and friends. God is the best kind of love, and love is all we need to be. there are diffrent kinds of love, there is God's love (the best kind), there is brotherly love and freind's love, there is also worrying love, and love that also hates, but no matter what love is always love. All we need to do in life is love God and love others, because love is all we have.

blessings?

Blessing?
        All of the noise, all of the dirt! I had closed my eyes and hoped it would all go away. For six months my family and I dug pits, tore out walls, and then cleaned it all up again. We were totally destroying our house, to make it better. What were we thinking?
        At first, my family and I (all six of us) were living in a small, but cozy, three bedrooms, one bathroom house. Small, right? After twelve years of that, we finally decided that we would like to add on 1,400 sq. ft. making it a total of 3,200 sq. ft. We were so excited to own a new self-designed house. In our new home we would have five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a HUGE kitchen, living room, family room, dining room, and plus all the extras. I had no idea what we were getting into.
        We started the project in early January of 2010, and hoped it would be all finished in mid-April. Our mistake. After the foundation was laid many people came to help from our church and from our social life. The ones who worked the most on our house were probably Grandpa Covey, Dad, and Mom, along with all the hired help. My siblings and I also helped, but we were occupied by schoolwork most of the time. Even though schoolwork is not the funnest thing in the world, it is better than building a house in the mud and rain.
Schoolwork did keep me occupied, but when the weekends came I had no excuse. With our house in shambles, my family and I had to live with our grandparents. My sister and I squeezed into the back room behind the kitchen (we had no privacy!) while my two brothers took the office (boys didn’t need privacy!) Mom and Dad had the spare room and my grandparents just stayed where they were. Even though it was squashed in there, I will always be grateful for my grandparents.
Staying at my grandparent’s gave us a break from work, and it gave us time to think about our soon-to-be dream home. We past mid-April wondering when we would be done with our “project.” Mistakes were sometimes a good thing, because we learned from them. However, in that case, I think it would have been better if that mistake had never come about.
Our architect came from a cute, little company in which we did much of our business with our remodel; I will never go there again! The architect messed up on our staircase, my parent’s bedroom, and much more. He set us back quite a bit. I was worried about our dream home.
Even after our many mistakes and hard work, our dream home was finished. It took us a while to settle in and decorate, but with my mom in charge the decorating did get done. Now, I look back, and I am glad that we went through what we did. Our dream home is definitely a blessing.