Hair cut

I choped four inches off. Well I personally didn't I went to a salon and they did.

Ingore the bad picture I took it with my phone. Same with the after shot. This is the before.

And this is after.

Something I just thought about

You know it's weird, as much as I loved and still love Uncle Joe, he and I weren't all that close. I know that he loved me and still loves me and always wanted me to be happy and what was best for me. Yet I feel a huge loss with his passing. More so than with my grandmothers. A few reasons for this I think is one both grandmothers were in their 80s and had lived their lives. All their children are grown and had families of their own. Also that were having health problems for a long time. They just seemed old. Uncle Joe on the other had was only 64 and lived everyday to it's fullest. Though all his children are grown not all of their full families yet. The two youngest just got married last year. Thankfully he was able to attend both.
I don't know what it is or why I feel such a loss other than maybe I regret not being closer to him. Or just cause as stated many times at the funeral of just how wonderful and amazing he was and there is a whole there now that I never realized he filled before. Just a thought or a few thoughts I had.

The weekend

I don't know what my body is doing, but it started I guess you can say Firday. I have a medicne I'm suppose to take daily. However on Friday after I got to the airport to go up to Utah for Uncle Joe's funeral I realized I left it at home. Then on Saturday when the funeral activites were almost done I started to have anxisty really bad. Then a little later withdrew from everyone and then got sick, like really sick. Sunday afternoon I had the panic attacks again and made my parents stay in Phoenix a couple extra days just as they were about to get on the plane to go back home. Then this morning I got sick again but just the once and I'm fine now and I was fine all day yesterday. However earlier tonight I've been hit by a blast of depression and loneliness. I don't know really how to explain it. I do know that I don't like it and I hate it when my body plays games on me like this.

2011

Well I hope ya'll had a great start to this new year and it just gets better from here!

1,800

I wrote my 1,800th poem today. What in the world am I gonna do with all those poems!?