Welcome!!

I am so happy to finally be a part of the "Blog World".  The words excitement and  hesitant are rushing through my mind.  "Will I be able to keep this blog up to date? Can I give my faithful followers something interesting to read?" I do hope that I will be able to keep you updated in a girl's busy life of college, and be able to share with you my thoughts, hopes, and dreams. It is so hard to think of what to write about in your first post, so I will write about what I love most, my family.

I have the most amazing set of parents ever. My dad, also known as my hero is the greatest example to me of strength and hard work.  He also has this way of making me smile and laugh hysterically like nobody else I know. I truly respect my father! My mom is an incredible woman.  She has such a large heart, and I don't think it is possible for her to love her family any more than she already does. I do hope one day to be such a lady, mother, and wife like my mom is.  My oldest sister Nicole Elizabeth is six years older than me.  She and I never really got along in our younger years, most likely because I was her annoying little sister,  and she was so much older than me.  But as I grew up and matured and reached my high school years, we began to develop a relationship that I hold very dear now.  We are more alike than my other sister. We share common interest in books, clothes, crafting ideas, but to my sister's disappointment, not her love for jewelry! My last sibling, Brooke Emily is three years older than me.  Unlike Nicole and I, we were best of buds all through our elementary years.  We would play for hours outside and what came in handy was our wide imaginations.  We fought off wicked witches together, we buried hidden treasure in our backyards, we had many wrestling matches, and yes you did hear that right, we wrestled.  We held baseball games, not sure how we did that seeing there was only two of us. Every once in a while, we did decide to act like ladies and have a tea party, but that was very seldom.  Last but not least we interrogated the dog next door to us and the neighbor boy, but that is another story for another blog post. Eventually, she grew older and entered junior high and  left me to fight off creatures in our back yard all by myself.  Soon enough I entered junior high while Brooke was in high school.  She was always there for me, and ready to defend me when I came to her about some girl fights. Years have gone by, and now we are in college together and we are able to work together, which I am very grateful for. I love my family very much and feel blessed to be a part of it.