my previous little “tumbles” that I have wwrote over a few years time, I realize how much I have grown and learned.

Theres this theory I have had for a while, and in words its hard to explain, however I feel as if when we grow old we learn things that are some what of a secret to life. I think this way because I see old people who except life as it is, and the other day when I started to talk to my younger cousin kristi about her first year in high school, I sort of felt as if there are untold secrets to get through things. I feel as if she and every other freshman will go through the same things as I have… it makes us people, and every journey we come upon prepares us for the future. The privledge of growing old comes with knowledge, that I myself have started to recieve.

When I grow old, I shall know that my smile has laughed, my words have been some what heard and my heart as loved time and time again…