1) What gift(s) would you like to give the world?

The term "the world" is something so abstract that I can't even answer that question properly. I would like to give the world peace, love, financial secruity, and faith, but I know that i will not be able to do any of that this holiday season. But while i can't change the world, I know I can change the world for one little girl in Bangladesh.  That is why I sponsor her through Compassion. By sending a monthly check and letters, I know that i am making an impact on her life. The money gives her oppertunities, the letters teach her to dream. I recomend anyone reading this to start sponsoring a child through a charity this Christmas season. Sure, sometimes scraping the money together each month can be hard, but it is worth it. I can tell you that in my year and a half of sponsoring i have never regretted it.

2) What is the most unusual gift you have received?

One time at my youth group gife exchange, I got a quarter, duck tape, string, a christmas stock, and a cd bible. It was a little strange. My funny sister said that it was so I could kidnap someone and convert them to Christianity. (We were just joking). When i got home i saw the the cd bible holder was empty. When my sister found out she said that the person we would kiddnap would become an atheist instead. lol (If you don't think this is a little funny then you need to lighten up a little)


3) What do you like best about gift giving?

I like how it make everyone humble and grateful. All agruements stop and you can just feel the love in the room coming from everyone's smiling faces.

4) What gifts do you want for the holidays?

I had trouble making a christmas list this year. The only thing i have been able to come up with is a credit card.

5) When has a gift(s) made you feel warm and fuzzy inside?

       Only when the gift givers are in a good mood when they give me the gifts. If they are bickering when they do it, i feels hollow

            I would miss all the memories that my home holds. When I walk by the fire place I remember when I was little and I would play with my sister, making our plastic unicorns run along the mantle. When I walk past the dining room I look at the small place between the cabinet and the wall where I would always go when I needed a good cry.  As I sit in the basement I remember when my family and I all painted it together. Losing my home would be like losing my past.  The past is out of everyone's reach, but having my house burn down in a fire or something would make me fully realize it for the first time. It would be like losing my childhood. As long as I am here in my house, I can still remember and pretend that the things that I miss about my past aren't really gone. 
         Next year I will be going off to college and it saddens my heart to think of everything i'll miss. I grew up homeschooled and I am very close to my sisters. Even though I will only be fourty-five minutes away, I know that in my heart that I might as well be on the other side of the earth. I will never be as big a part of my sister's lives as I am now. I won't be able to continue living in the happy memories of my childhood. Part of me will die when I leave home.
          Despite this, I am still looking forward to next. There comes a time in everyone's life where the past just becomes dead weight and it stops you from living in the present. I will miss my sisters and I will still try to remain in contact with them, but I realize that it is time to branch off and start creating new memories. It's time to find a new home.

Simple and beautiful things always remind me that there is some good left in the world. When I am able to share this someone else and lift theirs spirits, the joy is even great. I feel like, not only is there something good still, but that I have a role in spreading it around.