So, I have been sooooo busy lately and have not had time to update. (aka I've been really lazy)

"If you judge people, you have no time to love them." -Mother Teresa
So, I have been sooooo busy lately and have not had time to update. (aka I've been really lazy)

Posted by Hilary at Thursday, December 04, 2008 1 comments
She must have been kicked unseen or brushed by a car.
Too young to know much, she was beginning to learn
To use the newspapers spread on the kitchen floor
And to win, wetting there, the words, "Good dog! Good dog!"
We thought her shy malaise was a shot reaction.
The autopsy disclosed a rupture in her liver.
As we teased her with play, blood was filling her skin
And her heart was learning to lie down forever.
Monday morning, as the children were noisily fed
And sent to school, she crawled beneath the youngest's bed.
We found her twisted and limp but still alive.
In the car to the vet's, on my lap, she tried
To bite my hand and died.
I stroked her warm fur
And my wife called in a voice imperious with tears.
Though surrounded by love that would have upheld her,
Nevertheless she sank and, stiffening, disappeared.
Back home, we found that in the night her frame,
Drawing near to dissolution, had endured the shame
Of diarrhoea and had dragged across the floor
To a newspaper carelessly left there. Good dog.
Posted by Hilary at Wednesday, December 03, 2008 0 comments
So, I was in religion class yesterday and we were discussing how God is a mystery and we can never completely know the being that God is. I kind of started thinking on my own, just some shallow contemplation, but I came to the conclusion that God must be a really cool guy (or being, if you want to be completely correct.) I was just imagining what it would be like to be God, and I thought about how bored I would be. Seriously, God must love us so much. He does so much for us, he watches his people make mistakes over and over again and he still loves us. He’s watched us for millions of years. I would honestly be extremely depressed if I saw all the evil that happens in my creation. But I am not God. And I am very happy about that. God sees the evil, but he also sees the good. He sees the need to please. He sees that we are trying and struggling to do his will every day and he gives us credit for that. We are not perfect; we can never hope to be. But we can be grateful that we have a God who loves us unconditionally.
Posted by Hilary at Wednesday, December 03, 2008 0 comments
She's number 5 on my speed dial.
Number 1 is voicemail.
2 is home.
3 is Mom.
four is Dad.
5 is Tracy.
Granted I don't call her that much. Tracy was my best friend freshman year. We don't really get to see each other much now, but we're still close. We will always be close. You know how there are some relationships when if you don't see the other person for a while, it gets awkward? That didn't happen with Tracy and myself. We were always fine. Grace and Trace. Except not really because my name isn't really Grace =] Well, I just wanted to make a post for Tracy. Her father passed away yesterday. This man was the funniest man you will ever meet. I guarantee you won't find anyone who cares about being a good father more than Mr. K did. I just wanted to let TK know that I love her and that everyone loves her and that we are all here for her, and I wanted to ask that everyone keep her and her family in their prayers. Thank you.
love,
grace
Posted by Hilary at Thursday, November 06, 2008 0 comments
Everyone,
Please make wise decisions today. You should have done your homework. You should know the issues. Please make informed decisions.
-grace
Posted by Hilary at Tuesday, November 04, 2008 0 comments
I have a hard time knowing when something crosses the line.
When does a cliche become a cliche? When does it cross the line from being a clever phrase to being "cliche?" My English teacher told me after the 27th time it's been used. It would be nice if things did just have numbers like that. After the 27th time "it was a dark and stormy night" was used it turned into a cliche. That would make it so much easier.
When does it cross the line from being confident to cocky? Or from open to vulgar? It's so difficult to find these things out until you mess up and you cross the line. I'm not sure if I am the only one who feels like this. Maybe other people just have a little more tact.
xoxograce
Posted by Hilary at Thursday, October 30, 2008 2 comments
Once there was a girl named Grace.
She had a friend named Ariel.
Ariel liked the word "charming."
Grace liked it too.
And, lucky for them,
it described them both perfectly.
xoxograce
Posted by Hilary at Thursday, October 30, 2008 0 comments