memories :)

Memories are funny things. There’s those memories that you wished never happened, the ones that you regret everyday; and then you have those memories that you wished you could live over and over again. One of my favorite memories is Christmas morning. My whole family woke up early in the morning, wearing our brand new cotton pajamas that arrived in our laps the night before. First we’d eat a yummy breakfast. Whether it was pancakes or leftover pizza, the excitement never ceased as we bit into our breakfast hurriedly, trying to finish so we could get to the best part- the presents! After breakfast, we dragged our fuzzy socked feet over to the living room where we’d finally get to open our presents. It always went from oldest to youngest, which growing up I never liked, since I was the 5^th out of 6 children. After the ribbons were tattered and the silvery wrapping paper was ripped, we opened our presents! My favorite presents were often a teddy bear, thus, my bed is filled up of teddy bears of all sorts of colors, sizes, and yes, shapes. While playing with our new toys, we’d watch my favorite Christmas movie, The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, as my Daddy reminded me that I was his Cindy Lou Who. <3

Another memory I wish I could play over and over again is the day that our choir went to Disneyland. I remember that I could hardly sleep the night before. Why sleep, I pondered, when it’s only a few hours away? Going with my friends to Disneyland was an awesome experience. Whether it was eating at Village Haus and sharing inside jokes (my new favorite place to eat in the park); or seeing Naz’s reaction to the Space Mountain ride, or recording backstage in the recording studio with a professional vocal couch, that trip was something memorable. Maybe it’s not always about going on rides but going with the people you love such as my family or my choir chickadees.

Whether it’s a good memory or a bad one, I want to fix my eyes on heavenly things. I follow Jesus, and I know my life here on planet Earth is very limited. My pastor once told us that compared to the rotation on Earth and the population, a human’s life is actually recorded as three-fifths of a second. I want those three- fifths to count! I want to live and breathe! I want to let God in control even when things don’t go how I planned. In the good memories or bad memories, I’m going to make the most of this life. I trust You Jesus!