This is how it began

November 16, 2009
You know how sometimes you only do something because of that cute guy? Like going to the dentists 5 weeks in a row just to see him, even when you are absolutely terrified of the dentists? Or my favorite, go to the store everyday for a week just so you can go to his register and have a conversation? Well my mom died three months ago and tonight I started a grief therapy group. I REALLY didn’t want to go, I’m still not thrilled with the idea of group therapy, but as all things I don’t want to do surprise me, there was a cute boy there, who will keep me going for the next four sessions. And it may just be my excuse to go, cause I might actually have liked it, but I would never admit that. But here, let me catch you up on my life. Four years ago my mom got diagnosed with leukemia she went into remission and for 3 years she was doing wonderfully. September of last year she had a relapse, she was back in and out of the hospital until August 14, 2009, when she died. In between all of this, I’ve had my own ups and downs. Here’s the truth about me, I don’t have a filter, I blurt out whatever comes to mind, and usually it gets me in trouble. I don’t believe in war, I love music, and my mom is my hero. And I wont sit here and say I’m that amazing straight A student who does nothing bad, because that’s not true. I for sure don’t get straight A’s and usually I make the wrong decision. I’m sitting at my computer right now typing this because my aunt has inspired me to be her little investigator into the lives of teens today. I have a voice and I’m here to share it with everyone. So here it goes.