♥: these are the kind of days that send people to the mental institutions.

Enthusiasm is the best protection in any situation.

Wholeheartedness is contagious.

Give yourself, if you wish to get others.

I'm not going to lie, today was possibly one of the best days ever. Including the part when Shelby got attacked by the goose and when we delivered Christmas cookies to Brandon and Jared. But then there was just something about this day that makes me just a little bit sad. I'm supposed to try not to be, it is really really hard. Harder than you would think. I have a reason to be happy though. Win lose situations rarely come out good, so I shall just focus on the win side of it, as much as I want to go back and think about the loss, I can't. Life moves forward. As much as I want it to go forward about 1002 miles a moment. It can't. Not yet anyways.

Here's a poem, I didn't write it, but a really awesome person did.

My hands are cold,
My fingers are numb,
My body feels old,
And I feel dumb;

For who would be sitting,
In a foxhole on Christmas,
But a poor lonely soldier,
Counting his wishes.

Writing a letter,
To that special girl,
Longing to be with her.
God, I miss Shirl.

Wanting to tell her,
About what I see,
But afraid that she’ll find,
What’s troubling me.

Missing my family,
But I have one here too.
So I’m not as lonely,
But I’m still just as blue.

Have to get ready,
Attack coming on.
Helluva Christmas,
Down in Bastogne.