The Things I Carry

At times in my life, in all our lives, it seems to us that we carry things we would never imagine would weigh so much, or never imagine would even be put on us in the first place. Some of it we bring on ourselves, and some by fate.

I carry 17 years of smiles and tears. I carry the fact that I was a navy baby. I moved just about every four years. I carry with me the memories of six different houses (in five different states), which my family made homes. I carry with me my friends, each tear they shed for me when I had to tell them I was leaving…for good. The thought that ‘the next place we live in will never compare to here’. I carry with me those great experiences of having a father in the Navy. I carry with me now, the joy that I will only have to leave my friends for periods of time…not forever, ever again! My dad is now retired, and we are in our OWN home, for the very first time.

I carry with me, in my memories of times gone by, my influences in life. God, my nu

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Dance was my life until I found my passion in cheerleading. With out him, I could never have survived the most trying times of my life. I have broke a shoulder, suffered two concussions, and been knocked out a few times because of cheerleading, and I still love it! It’s my life.

Memories, tears, smiles, changes, emotions…these are all things in my life that makes me ME, makes me who I am. HOPE and ANTICIPATION of the future and what it will bring, and what I will make of it. My grandparents, which I lost two of this past year, are a wonderful influence. They loved me no matter what, no matter how bad I did in school or how I didn’t get to see them that often. I carry memories of long walks through the park with my grandpa Richtmeyer, my grandma Richtmeyer’s apple turnovers, my gramma DeMarco’s spaghetti, and unfortunately, just the pictures of my grandpa DeMarco. LOVE of my family, even when I fight with my mother and tell her I cant stand her, I love her with my everything. They raised me; I carry the both of them with me wherever I go. I could never lose her, I would go crazy.

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