It's Christmas Eve. Adrenaline is high, family is here, presents are under the tree. As I look around and see the expensive things I've received this Christmas, and then at the friends who will wake up on Christmas and find only each other to look forward to, I'd like to take time to thank the people in my life that would make this holiday season a bright place to be even without the gifts.
Although my friends help me through the hard times and are the people that you can talk to things about, when it comes to crunch time than the people that you can always count on are your family. (Friends, just email me and I will tell you how much I adore you.)
I'd like to thank my mom, I love you. It's been an interesting year. Maturity is not fun some times and you have helped me deal with things that I never could have dealt with on my own. I can talk to you about everything, I probably talk to much most of the time.
I am sorry for turning my music up to loud, fighting with siblings, and completely ignoring orders when you tell me.
Thanks for driving me at absurd hours to coffee shops, stake dances, and early morning seminary. Thanks for being normal when every one else failed to be. Thanks for enduring a month of torture with me. Thanks for not telling me I was an idiot when I was. Thanks for pulling my hair through endless holes and then spreading toxic chemicals on my head and then waiting to wash it out again, you're the best.
Thank you Dad. I love you. Even though I was never much of one, you maintained man hood through shopping trips and endured a son who knew what he wanted in the clothes department.
Sorry for making you freeze at father and sons camp. Sorry for going fast on the four wheeler. Sorry for staying up and getting up late. Sorry for not being a better student. Sorry for being a slob. Sorry for abusing your DVD collection. Sorry for doing that gay voice, it really is annoying.
Thanks for doing what you loved even when every one else doubted you. Thank you for abandoning your dreams when it became an ultimatum. Thanks for buying me way more gum than I should ever have chewed. Thanks for not laughing when I asked you if any combination of absurd letters were actual words.
It wouldn't have been much of a year without you guys and I'd just like to say thanks. Thanks to both of you for being there and (hopefully) for being there in the future. Here's looking forward to another year of adventure\scares\presents.
The end.
In which my teenage self unloads his thoughts, wishes, discoveries, and talks a lot about horses and raw food.
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