All I Want For Christmas is...

Dear Santa,

           It has been a long fifty-one weeks since I wrote you last. A lot of things have changed since last year as well. I think I have been a reasonably good person this year. With all of the stress and tension of high school, someone is allowed to blow up at least once right? I hope so at least. The last few months have been the worst, but I'm hoping that the new year will bring joy back into my life again. This year all I want for Christmas is for me and my family to be able to rebuild the funeral home and be able to reopen. Feel free to do it for us. The chimney should be open but with all of the gases and fumes in there I wouldn't suggest it. And, you would be contaminating a crime scene, but do what you wish. I'm sure whatever you have planned for us is a good thing. Can't wait to see what magical thing you will do this year. If I don't hear from you, see you in another year.

Sing It Out Loud!!!

My all-time favorite TV show is Glee. It comes on FOX, Tuesday nights at 7 p.m. The reason I enjoy it is because it is a reality of what high school is like, and how it is different for everyone. Also, because they have a lot of good music. I encourage everyone to watch this show. Mostly because out of all the characters everyone can find someone to relate to.

Never Had the Chance

About a month ago I received a call from my mother while I was at my house. When I answered she told me that my brother was in the emergency room. I followed my father to the hospital immediately. When we arrived I saw four or five nurses surrounding my brother's hospital bed. One of the nurses finally noticed my father and I and told us that Jaxon was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes. At that moment I had no feeling in my body aside from lament. About an hour later he was sent on an ambulance to BSA Hospital in Amarillo. The reason for his transport was because of the more prestigious doctors in Jaxon's field of disease. As I stood there watching them prick and poke him with needles, all I could think about was how much more difficult it would make his life. The gradually increasing responsibilities he will have to overcome are everlasting. This didn't physically hurt me but the mental toll was extreme. Being the stubborn child as he is, Jaxon overcame the full week of constant tests and medical care and is now back to playing with all of his toys again. As much as I love the kid his schedule is outrageous. Breakfast at exactly seven in the morning, insulin shot following breakfast, play time til ten, snack, insulin shot if needed, nap, lunch, insulin shot if needed, play time, nap, snack, play time, dinner insulin shot, bottle and bed. This is constant schedule it takes for my brother to survive every day.