Thank you, to all my class mates and friends who read and supported my blog. I have been inspired by all of you.

- Kent Adams

Sunday, May 10, 2015

My Dearest Mom

Dear Mom,

I'll start off by saying thank you.
Thank you for all the times that we spent together, every single one.
For all the times that I needed a hug, and you were the one to provide.
Thank you for all the times we spent watching movies together.
For all the times you read me bed time stories and sang me songs.
Thank you for all the back scratches that I needed after a long day.
For all the times that you stopped what you were doing, to come help me.
Thank you for your words of comfort in times when I was in need of comfort.
For all the times you taught me how to do hard work.
Thank you for making breakfast in the morning and having a smile on your face.
For all the times that you made my bed, because I didn't have time.
Thank you for your love notes that made me smile.
For all the times you let me stay out late with my friends.
Thank you for all the late nights we spent talking on the stairs.
For all the times we spent going to the store or running air-ens.
Thank you for trusting me.
For being my close friend.
Thank you for loving me no matter what I did.
For putting up with me, when I was being a snot.
Thank you for teaching me life skills.
For raising me up all these years.
Thank you, for not only being a mother...but for being my mother.
For choosing me to be your son...

Mom, I'm sorry for the times when I made you cry.
For the times I didn't listen.
I'm sorry for not being honest with you all the time.
For the times that I lied and got one of my other siblings in trouble.
I'm sorry for stealing your soda drinks that sit around on the counter.
For all the times I snuk ice cream out of the freezer.
I'm sorry for all the times that I forgot to do my job.
For all the moments that I caused you grief.
I'm sorry for all the mistakes that I have made.
For not being perfect.
But I have learned from the best mom.
And have been able to turn those mistakes around.
I not a perfect son, but I have become what I am, who I am, because of you.

Mom, I love you.
And not in just the normal love kind of way.
The way God loves his children.
Its not a love that you can see, touch, or hear.
But a love that you can feel.
A love that you just know is there.
A love that will last for all time and eternity....Real love.
I see Real Love as service and sacrifice.
And that is what I see in you.

You have served me my whole life... and made countless sacrifices.
Funny thing about kids(well not actually funny), is that they watch you.
We watch our parents and the way that they take care of us, and we learn from their example.
You have taught me...so many things.

I just want you to know that I have learned so much from you...and that I love you.
You have made me the man I am today.
And I hope that I make you proud.

Love- Your Son

Monday, March 9, 2015

Stolen Time

Day light savings. 
Nobody likes day light savings, especially teenagers. We have been robbed of our precious time. A whole hour was taken from us. One Whole hour! And because of this, the side affects are devastating. We lost a whole hour of sleep!

 It feels as if we have gone through time a whole hour. And now I'm left wondering, where did that hour go?

Because of this, It brought a new question to my thinking. What would you have done in that hour?
or better yet... What could you have done?...

Because this troubled me so, I looked up on the all mighty Google and searched 
"What can you do in an hour?"
Here are a list of many things that you could have done in that hour that was stolen from you.
  • Practice Meditation
  • Tackle someone or something
  • Organize your shoe collection
  • Sign up for a  painting class
  • Clean out the refrigerator ( I think it means to eat everything in the refrigerator)
  • Take a drive with the windows down
  • Learn how to knit
  • Just run
  • High speed chase with the police
  • Build a blanket fort
  • Have a bubble bath
  • Living room dance party
  • Bake some cookies
  • Eat all the cookies
  • Hang at Walmart
  • Go for a Nature Walk
  • Watch a TV episode
  • Just...nap
  • Read a dang book
  • Watch YouTube
  • Go hang with some friends
We spend to much time, wasting our time. Get out there and do something that you will remember, that will make you happy, that you want to do. We are running out of time. So use every moment like it is your last. 

-Hancock


Sunday, February 1, 2015

Dreaming Reality

I'm not sure if what I'm feeling, is real.

The feelings that I have for her, are over the top.
I can't stop thinking about her, and all I want is to be with her.

I want to be the closest person to her, and be there when ever she may need it.
To be her best friend, and to listen to what she has been locked up, deep inside.
Hold her close to me, and tell her how I feel.

What I'm afraid of is, IF I EVEN LOVE HER!!!
If what I'm feeling is an illusion or if it's real.

She is so beautiful.
She is perfect.
I cant explain how I feel when I'm around her.

I have all these feelings for her, but I wonder if that's just my feelings telling me what it wants, instead of what really is there. 
Maybe I'm scared that she wont like me, and so I'm trying to make her like me.
I'm scared that I am telling myself that she likes me, and she really doesn't.
I think I am telling myself that I like her, because I don't want to look for someone else.
Or if I find someone else, that by my leaving, it will hurt her.

That's another thing about me.
I have a tendency to attach myself to people.

I don't want to lose her!!!
If I tell her my feelings, will she tell me that she has the same feelings for me, or will she reject me.

I don't think I could take it, if she didn't have the same feelings for me.

So I think, I cover it up by telling myself that she likes me.
Its just hard to tell what she really thinks of me, because she has been hurt in the past.
She might be afraid to admit her feelings for me, or even might not know how to show or tell the feelings she has towards me.
Because she might not know how to express her feelings, or even how to be loved.
I am going to show her how to love, by showing the love that I have for her.
But will she accept me?

I think, I'm trapped in the dream that has been inside my head.
I need a reality check, so Waiter...

CHECK PLEASE!

I want to know if this is real.
I'm done living in a dream.
I'm done living my life not knowing if I'm awake or dreaming

So Am I Scared!?
or...
Am I in Love!?

There is only one way to find out.
...Time
Because we all wake up eventually..;.

-Hancock

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Journey

Love is not a destination
Love is a journey

And if your not willing to start your car and put your foot on the gas,
Not willing to chase it down,
It's going to leave you behind,

Because love doesn't wait,
Love doesn't have breaks,

AND YOU HAVE TO RISK IT!!!

Risk getting into the car,
and chasing the only thing that has ever felt right,
That has ever felt real,

Chasing cars, chasing our feelings, chasing our dreams...

This is our journey

-Hancock

Saturday, January 10, 2015

The Sneetches

"I'm quite happy to say
That the Sneetches got really quite smart on that day,
That day they decided that Sneeteches are Sneeteches
And no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches.
That day, all the Sneeteches forgot about stars
And whether they had one, or not, upon thars." - Dr. Seuss

One day we will realize that, It doesn't matter who you are, no one is better than someone else, based on their appearance, or their material wealth. Lose the pride that's inside,of your heart. Or  your going to end up like the Sneeteches.... broke and broken

-Hancock