Saturday, July 10, 2010
Meant to be
THE PEOPLE THAT HAVE BEEN HERE FOR ME SINCE I WAS UNBORN...
Some of my most enjoyable memories are the ones spent with my family. I love it when my grandma, brother, and I get together with her brothers, sisters, and their kids. Stories are told, Scrabble is played, and significant places are visited. I learn lots about my family and savor the time to relax and listen. As my family gathered from Utah, Idaho, Minnesota, and Perth, Australia today, I had a wonderful time visiting with them.
I've spent time in this small town in rural Minnesota since I was a little girl. On top of my childhood memories here, I have my college ones as well. It's strange how everything came together. My great great grandparents lived in this area and now I do too. I would not have known about this fantastic college unless I'd been visiting this place my whole life. This school turned out to be one of the best decisions of my life. I've met wonderful people that have affected my life and have had really great opportunities (research, clubs, education...) that I wouldn't have had anywhere else.
It's "coincidences" like these that don't make me believe in coincidence at all. Things - good, bad and downright ugly - happen for a reason. Whether it was from my parents being addicts so my grandmother had to raise my brother and I to almost getting in a car wreck to avoid another deadly one further down the road, things happen for a reason.
THE OLD SCHOOL HOUSE THAT MY GREAT GRANDMA ATTENDED DANCES AT.
ME ON THE FRONT STEPS OF THE HALL.
MY GRANDMA ON THE LEFT AND HER ONLY LIVING SIBLINGS.
THE CORN IS HIGH FOR THIS TIME OF THE YEAR.
THE ARTISTE - MY GREAT UNCLE BY HIS PAINTING FROM THE 1960s THAT HE PAINTED AND SOLD TO THE SCHOOL, HANGING IN THE FINE ARTS BUILDING.