Dear friend,
Have I ever told you how beautiful landscape is? It would impossible to describe it, but I’ll try. Let’s first start out towards the end of the year, autumn. The leaves start to turn colors, just before they fall. Each year the leaves turn different types of colors. My favorite years are when the leaves turn a dark red color. Now don’t get me wrong, when the leaves turn a golden yellow color they are pretty to, but nothing compared to the dark red color. That color is so perfect, it cannot be found anywhere else besides on the leaves, in autumn just before they fall. So I guess it wouldn’t be the landscape that I love, but a color. A color that can make me feel infinite and free. A simple joy in the world that is made by nature.
The second landscape that is beautiful and almost impossible to describe, would be spring time just before summer. The trees and leaves are a perfect green. I guess in this case it wouldn’t be the landscape I love, but another color. This green is like the dark red, it cannot be found anywhere else, but during it’s time. The color makes everything else look perfect, like a perfect neighborhood, or a perfect park. Without the green everything would look normal and dry lacking character. Seeing the green makes me happy and joyful. The green makes me appreciate life and nature. It makes all the worries disappear. It shows how something so simple in thought can be a master piece in art and what feelings it can bring.
Glory days. O yes glory days. I believed I have lived a portion of my glory days, and hopefully will finish those glory days in the future. When I was living my gory days, it didn’t seem like I was living them at the time. Maybe I am still living my glory days now and just don’t see it. I don’t think a person can know when they are living their glory days, until after the fact when they can reflect upon their past and see how great those days really were. I can look back and see how great my glory days were. That could be why I don’t see myself living my glory days right now, because if I am living them I don’t see how great things are. I could only know if I am living them now till the future comes where I can go back and reflect this time. If I am not living my glory days now and will finish the other part in the future, I would image first off a lot of happiness. My life would be going exactly like it should be. I would be finishing school or finished school. I would have a great job, and have a perfect place to live. Things would be going great, and I would have no worries. I can not tell if I will have upcoming glory days to finish, if I am finishing them now or if they are already gone. Only time can tell where I can go back and reflect and see how great things were.
I have been thinking about the upcoming holiday, Thanksgiving. Lots of great food and families get together. I have been thinking about this because since my great grandmother has past away a few years back, and my cousins and I are getting older, things are the same when it comes to holidays.
On my mom’s side, which is where I would visit first, the family would meet just before noon. We would enjoy some food for about an hour or so and then we would take off to finish the rest of the day with our other families. This would be a typical seen in the past. Now things are different. Ever since my great grandmother died, the small family on my mom’s side doesn’t meet up any more. It was like my great grandmother kept everyone together. On holidays now it’s only my mom, my grandmother and I who meet up. I guess things change.
My mom would then take me to visit with my dad’s side of the family. This side of the family has a lot more people. We would always meet around two and eat around four. These visits were not short like my mom’s side of family, but most people stay till seven or eight. We would eat food and hang out, nothing special, just families visiting each other. This was how things used to be. Now when it comes to a holiday or someone’s birthday, half the family is missing. It seems like my cousin Donovan is always working. Anthony is always busy with his girlfriend or his other family. My uncle Brian is always late if he shows up. My uncle Daren is just a flake now that he’s with his new girlfriend. All that leaves is my grandparents. When it comes to family get togethers it’s just my dad, my step mom, me and my grandparents. I think things change because most of my cousins and I are all over 18 and we do our own thing. I hope in the future when my cousins and I get older we can have our entire family meet together like in the past. I don’t think things will work out like I hope, because we will then have our own families and our own different traditions. It makes me sad to think that my childhood traditions are gone, but hopefully the new traditions will still keep some family members together. Like they say appreciate what time you have with your family, because it won’t last forever.
Love always,
Kirk
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Second Letter
Dear friend,
I am writing yet again because I was having one of those days where I remembered stories from back in my day. Do you ever have those days where you remember something good or bad from your past? There are a lot of stories I can recall with just some of my friends alone. What I do remember crystal clear is my dad always hounding me for hanging out with people who were too old for me. He would say that these people were losers or trouble makers. At the age of twelve I hung out with Stacy, Jeremiah, Mike and Steve Ryan, and Chris also known as Krypt Nasty. Stacy was the only one close to my age and she was six months younger than me. Jeremiah was twenty two or something at the time. He was the one my dad called a loser because how old he was to hand out with Stacy and I. Not only did he live at home still with no job, but he had a baby girl he didn’t show existed. Mike and Krypt Nasty weren’t so bad because they would at least come around to meet my parents and weren’t quite as old as Jeremiah. I had a lot of fun with these friends that I had. I didn’t care what my dad thought, until I was thinking about my past. Come to realize, these people brought me some fun, but they didn’t help me get further in life, and rather held me back a little. Looking at Jeremiah, he is still a loser like he was. Stacy always tried to be the cool one that all the guys liked and didn’t care too much of her future. She never graduated high school, and thinks working her way up in a fast food joint will bring her the best success that’s out there. Mike still lives at home and works only in the summer mowing lawns. Last but not least, Krypt also lives at home and has five DUIs and still drives drunk. I was upset when I moved away from these friends and my dad was glad to get me away from them. It wasn’t until today that I realized why my dad thought they were a bad influence upon me. I was the only one to make it to college and get a great job. Maybe it was a good thing I moved when I did, and didn’t live the life with who I thought were my real friends.
Other things that came to thought were just stories involving family. In elementary school I was to find my roots of where my family came from. So I was asking my great grandmother question of her parents and so on. Well a couple years later I heard from some source I don’t remember that our elders aren’t going to be here forever and to spend the time with them wisely. Another couple years with this thought in and out of my head I wanted to ask more questions to my great grandmother about our history and so on. I felt that it was too late. She was getting really old and it was hard for her to remember anything let alone what day it is. With the help of my grandmother I was able to get names and where people came from, but not many stories of her child hood. I wish I could have asked her more. I become curious as I get older, but now she is gone. I learned that time with our elders isn’t going to last forever and time is precious with them.
The last thing I wanted to talk about I guess because I am running out of time is the feeling of being infinite. Do you know what I mean? If so what is your definition? We were talking about it in class and I couldn’t come up with a definition, but rather just times that I felt infinite. Like when summer is almost over. The sky is this dark blue color, and it’s only this color for one month of the year. The weather is warm and I picture my self walking down this road where I used to live. Another time I can think of feeling infinite, is it being a nice warm day. There are a lot of beautiful mashed potato clouds in the sky. There is a slight breeze in the air. And I am walking down the sidewalk where I used to go to school. Do you have a definition or just times you remember feeling this? Well I’ll end this letter on this last note.
Love Always,
Nicole Young
I am writing yet again because I was having one of those days where I remembered stories from back in my day. Do you ever have those days where you remember something good or bad from your past? There are a lot of stories I can recall with just some of my friends alone. What I do remember crystal clear is my dad always hounding me for hanging out with people who were too old for me. He would say that these people were losers or trouble makers. At the age of twelve I hung out with Stacy, Jeremiah, Mike and Steve Ryan, and Chris also known as Krypt Nasty. Stacy was the only one close to my age and she was six months younger than me. Jeremiah was twenty two or something at the time. He was the one my dad called a loser because how old he was to hand out with Stacy and I. Not only did he live at home still with no job, but he had a baby girl he didn’t show existed. Mike and Krypt Nasty weren’t so bad because they would at least come around to meet my parents and weren’t quite as old as Jeremiah. I had a lot of fun with these friends that I had. I didn’t care what my dad thought, until I was thinking about my past. Come to realize, these people brought me some fun, but they didn’t help me get further in life, and rather held me back a little. Looking at Jeremiah, he is still a loser like he was. Stacy always tried to be the cool one that all the guys liked and didn’t care too much of her future. She never graduated high school, and thinks working her way up in a fast food joint will bring her the best success that’s out there. Mike still lives at home and works only in the summer mowing lawns. Last but not least, Krypt also lives at home and has five DUIs and still drives drunk. I was upset when I moved away from these friends and my dad was glad to get me away from them. It wasn’t until today that I realized why my dad thought they were a bad influence upon me. I was the only one to make it to college and get a great job. Maybe it was a good thing I moved when I did, and didn’t live the life with who I thought were my real friends.
Other things that came to thought were just stories involving family. In elementary school I was to find my roots of where my family came from. So I was asking my great grandmother question of her parents and so on. Well a couple years later I heard from some source I don’t remember that our elders aren’t going to be here forever and to spend the time with them wisely. Another couple years with this thought in and out of my head I wanted to ask more questions to my great grandmother about our history and so on. I felt that it was too late. She was getting really old and it was hard for her to remember anything let alone what day it is. With the help of my grandmother I was able to get names and where people came from, but not many stories of her child hood. I wish I could have asked her more. I become curious as I get older, but now she is gone. I learned that time with our elders isn’t going to last forever and time is precious with them.
The last thing I wanted to talk about I guess because I am running out of time is the feeling of being infinite. Do you know what I mean? If so what is your definition? We were talking about it in class and I couldn’t come up with a definition, but rather just times that I felt infinite. Like when summer is almost over. The sky is this dark blue color, and it’s only this color for one month of the year. The weather is warm and I picture my self walking down this road where I used to live. Another time I can think of feeling infinite, is it being a nice warm day. There are a lot of beautiful mashed potato clouds in the sky. There is a slight breeze in the air. And I am walking down the sidewalk where I used to go to school. Do you have a definition or just times you remember feeling this? Well I’ll end this letter on this last note.
Love Always,
Nicole Young
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
First Letter Assignment
September 17, 2008
Dear friend I am writing to you because I need someone to talk to. Someone who knows me, someone who understands me, and someone who will not judge me. I just need to know that you will take the time to hear me out, and give me your point of view, along with your advice. I think you of all people understand that because you go through a lot yourself. The thing is, you understand people and why they think the way do, or why they act the way they do. I need to understand myself a little better, and how to fix this rut I am in. So this is my life and I want you to know I am not the same person I used to be. I am a different person it feels like. Maybe it’s the fact that I don’t have my priorities right. School and the shit I needed to get done came first no matter what. Now I let everything else come first. Please help me.
Love always,
KIRK
Dear friend I am writing to you because I need someone to talk to. Someone who knows me, someone who understands me, and someone who will not judge me. I just need to know that you will take the time to hear me out, and give me your point of view, along with your advice. I think you of all people understand that because you go through a lot yourself. The thing is, you understand people and why they think the way do, or why they act the way they do. I need to understand myself a little better, and how to fix this rut I am in. So this is my life and I want you to know I am not the same person I used to be. I am a different person it feels like. Maybe it’s the fact that I don’t have my priorities right. School and the shit I needed to get done came first no matter what. Now I let everything else come first. Please help me.
Love always,
KIRK
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