Bridge To Terabithia. . .

We went to see Pony on her mountain. I had such a good timee! I loved the family time. I think that was the longest windy road in the history of mankind. I was a wee bit qweezy but no matter. I was close to Pony. We hiked, played football, basketball, softball! We had such a family trip. We made music haha, that was hilarious. We decided to name the mountain Texarkana: the motherland of palm trees & our orange juice.  There is no way in hell I could actually survive on a mountain in reality. What can I say? We City Folk! It was nice to sit and listen to the silence for a change. Except when it was nap time & somebody didn't let us sleep! (Pony!) Other than that, I enjoyed the silence. . We laid on the basketball court after dark & stared at the million stars up above. It was beautiful, being above the clouds and feeling within reach to absolutely everything. I envy her escape. But I'm glad she has it. Funny "ghost" stories from Daddy B & rolling down the hill with my sisters were priceless. What was even more priceless was the family photo in the middle of NOWHERE! Good times.. When we were hiking Daddy B thought that the petrified trees from the fires were cool and were irrisistably beautiful and somewhat calming. I can tell because he looked so mesmerized by their exquisiteness. I thought they almost resembled me & my sisters' untypical stories; petrified but beautiful. I can't wait until the next trip to see my sister.

I know I'm still lost in this huge universe, but at least I'm not all by myself..

Go Familia!