I'm Still A Kid At Heart

As I'm typing this lovely blog post, the rain is finally winding down from last nights storm. The past couple really hot & humid days here in Massachusetts usually end up with thunder storms around midnight. I have to say, one of my biggest fears, and I've had this fear at both houses that I've lived at. Is that during a thunder storm, the lightning is going to hit a tree, and the three will fall on top of my bedroom, or me. The odds that this will happen are low, I know that, but my room has trees on two sides and they're very large trees at that, so I have had that fear. With that being said I cannot sleep when ever there is a thunder storm right on top of me! Who can? So, I usually am down a couple hours of sleep, also, but that's not the point. The lightning, I love the lightning, but only when I'm not sleeping and the whole family is sitting together and watching it together, when it's just me, in the middle of the night, trying to get to sleep, and it lights up my whole room, well then Cae isn't all that happy about it.

The last really bad thunder storm we had was a couple weeks ago, and it lasted for about thirty to forty-five minutes (maybe more, I don't know I was tired and just wanted to go to bed!), so finally I was so fed up with this storm that I went to mom and dad's room and sat on the corner of their bed, they were both up, and plus my dog Max was freaking out, so he got to be on mommy & daddy's bed (he usually isn't allowed on the bed). Last night, not only was I was too tired to actually get up walk across the house (hoping that the lights are on so I don't fall down my stairs), walk up a flight of stairs, and then hope that mom and dad didn't lock their bedroom door. Last night it seemed like way to much energy! Instead, I figured out why I go to mom & dad, they're my security blanket. So last night I was with my other security blanket, God, I prayed and the storm eventually calmed down, and I wasn't as scared as I usually am.

So despite the fact that I may be a teenager, I'm still a little kid (in Thumper P.J.s!) who is scared by the thunder storms.

Cae ♥

It Only Takes One Person

When we moved to MA, we came from a small town in CT, and when you did your daily walk everyone would wave at you and you would wave back, and it's like that in most of the towns in CT. But when we moved up to MA, no one wave, even when you waved at them! So mom and I decdied we're going to change MA, and make them a waving state! Yesterday I went on my daily walk, and I decided to go a little farther than usual, just to see who would wave. Everyone waved! We have changed MA from a "Cowboy-nod State" to a "Waving State", as I told mom. People have actually waved at me first! Which, I think is great :) This is proof that it does only take one person. If we all became that one person, and all waved, smiled, asked how your day was and listened, how diferent would the world be? I have noticed that people don't go out of their way to make some feel at home, because it "embarrassing", but what if we over come that embarrassment and just did it? Why should saying "hi, how are you?" be an embarrassment? If we all went out of our way, just you who are currently reading this post. We could change the world for the better!

Cae ♥

April 19-20, 2009 to April 19-20, 2010

Since I moved a year ago, I figured I would write a comparison of April 19-20. The two days that when I moved.

~.:April 19, 2009:.~

I woke up early, sat up on my mattress (my bed's in storage). Today mom is going to give the sermon today at church. I grabbed a pair of jeans, my dark blue & white stripped shirt, and my hot pink wedge heals out of the blue travel duffel bag. We left for church at 9:15. I wasn't singing in the choir today, because I knew I was going to cry, so I sat next to Jill instead. I waited in the narthex for Squid. I was always asked about the house, if I liked it, and if I wanted to move from people who knew my family. Squid never showed, so around 9:50 I walked over to the pew next to the organ. i sat on the red pew cushion, and waited for Jill. I kept my composure, until my mom went up and started her sermon.

"People use the phrase bittersweet to explain such a time of change in one’s life, but perhaps for us it is a little more bitter than sweet. But such a move is just another part of our faith journey." My mom said. Jill gave me a tissue then said "Cae, look at the congregation. . .They're crying. Cae, your dad is crying."

"Jill, my dad doesn't cry, he never cries," I said as I looked, sure enough some of the members of the congregation were crying. I looked across the church and looked up to the balcony. Sure enough my dad was crying, I lost all of my composure when I saw my dad crying, he never shows emotions. After church Erika took some photos of the family with Jill & Elven, the As, and the Ts.



We were just about to leave at 12 when mom said she needed to head to the market. She went over and saw Mrs. A (Squid Moms). Squid was with Mrs. A, so she and I hugged and cried in front of the church. "Cae, don't cry, because then I'll cry" Squid said as I cried and hugged. "Too late" I said as we hugged. "I'm going to miss you" I said as we hugged more. Finally when we were semi-composed we said goody. Once back home, I was sad, but as mom said "bittersweet"

~.:April 20, 2009:.~

I got dressed, pulled out jeans, hot pink wedge heals, My blue v cut short sleeve shirt, and my pink University of Hartford sweatshirt. Mr. Dattilo (our Realtor) came to the house around 8:00 as we were trying to pack the vehicles up and find our cat. At 11:00 the house was completely empty, well except for one basket and our cat. Just as we left the home owners pulled in to do a last walk through. We drove to Perk on main, to have a visit with Erika & her mom. Squid left a gift for me, since she had a horseback riding lesson. I opened my first and it was a pair of lounging pants with the towns name on the left pant leg. After mom and I went back to our house, to see that Bandit (our cat) came out, so mom got the cat and I changed into my new pants. We made it up to Massachusetts by 1:00 we had my grandfather follow us up, with stuff in his car. When we pulled into the driveway my new next door neighbor came over with her mom.
"Hi, I'm Meagan," Megan said "Hi, I'm Cae" I responded I just stood. Meagan and I talked until Meagan's mom said that they should let us unpack. Once I knew that there was a girl my age next door to us, I knew that we moved to the right place.

~.:April 19, 2010:.~

My hair was in two braid from last night. I took the braids out, and my hair was immediately wavy. I found a pair of jeans, my 3/4 sleeve shirt, and a pair of flip flops. I had work today until 5. It was also Patriot's Day (the day that messed up the whole house buying process up here), so it was a slow day at the library. I spent the day doing stuff I loved, reading, writing, cooking, and watching Survivor! I went for a long walk down my street, realizing what I gained up here in Massachusetts.

~.:April 20, 2010:.~

I woke up and dug around my closet for a pair of jeans, and a tee-shirt. Once those were found I went and took a shower. I got dressed and quickly braided my wet hair, and walked downstairs. Today is a boring day, not doing much of anything. I went on another long walk down my road, just thinking about moving and that since moving here, it was a really good thing for me, and that since moving I've been able to do much more things than, when I lived in Connecticut. I spent the rest of the day reading and playing outside with my next door neighbor. Compared to last year, this year was a lot more easier, and less stressful.


Since moving, I have learned a lot of things about life, and my relationship with God. Most of it because I moved, and it was hard on the teenager I am. I also have been able to excel in thing, and be able to do stuff that I wouldn't be allowed to do in Durham. I've gotten a job, written a book, made new friends, and gained a whole second hometown.

When I first moved to Massachusetts, I just about found something wrong with everything, and when I couldn't find something wrong with it I could just say "It's not like Connecticut" and I would be right. I have now realized that Massachusetts isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, I've been able to grow in many ways, and I love it here!

Cae ♥

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 7

The State



This is the final CT to MA Comparison, and I have to say I'm sorry for not getting this up early, but the holiday season is upon us, if you haven't figured it out already. While we were moving, I was upset that it wasn't the next town over, but now that I have lived in MA for the past 7 months, I'm glad that we moved, sure we lost some things, but we gained some more. I've been thinking about what if's in life, and just being me I came up with a quote, that explains it all.

"Think about the "what ifs" in life, because if you don't,

you don't know how blessed you really are."

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 6

Church

I still find myself calling UCD "my" church, instead of BCC. I still participate in the old church, I get emials, I'm hopefully going to see their Xmas Pagent, and I'm hopefully going to their KY Trip next summer. With the new church, I haven't found my place in it yet. I'm helping out with the Sunday School, and just last Sunday my mom and I brought Operation Christmas Child into the church, and we delievered all the boxes Monday, but it stil doesn't feel like home. I've been asked multiple time what I like about the new town, and I respond the Library, but then I always get ask, "Have you found a church yet?" I wan't to answer "no", but we're part of the church, weather I like it or not. If it wasn't for UCD I wouldn't have 90% of religion in my life as I do today.

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 5

My Love of Horses

In CT I started Horseback riding when I was 10ish. The late quit when I was 12ish, because I was a busy child inbetween baseball, Girl Scouts, soccer, basketball, school, Sunday School, Jr. Choir, Church, My job, and homework, there wasn't much time for me to horseback ride, and plus the owner of the barn focused more on selling the horses then having the rider build up a relationship with her horse.

Now in MA, three doors up my road there is a horse recuse. CNEER is the best! CNEER buys horses from slaughter, helps the horse to become well behaved, and healthy, and then the horse is put up for adoption. The owner of the rescue is glad that I live so close, because eventually we'll build up a relationship and when she is going somewhere, and can't remember if she put the horses in, she could call to me double check. Even though we don't have land for a horse, and dad doesn't want a horse, I can have seven horses three doors up, and I can play with them and give them all the love that they need!

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 4

Choir

The church choir in CT, is larger than the church choir here in MA, 12 more people bigger if you start counting. The choir in CT was directed my Jill. Jill has known me for ages. I was in Jr. Choir, and when I dragged my mother into Sr. Choir, I was dragged with her, but Jill has a way to conduct us that helps you, unlike in the MA choir, mom and I have gone home some times saying "Jill wouldn't have done that" or "Mom, I miss Jill". When you sing with Jill and mess a part up she would stop playing, and then go over the part for each section. Needless to say, the church choir up here in MA, is very small, very diffrent, and there is no Jr. Choir for me.

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 3

Girl Scout Troop

I love Girl Scouts, my mom has been through it, and has brought one troop through and has another troop with her daughter, me. Up here in MA it was very hard to find an "older girl" troop, needless to say we still haven't found one, but there is a Girl Scout troop in the area, but they're 1st years and 4 years younger than me, so there isn't really a friendship there, it's just "oh, well you're the only troop in the area." The main troop in CT has been together since Kindergaten. We've built huge friendships, we laugh, cry, and laugh some more when we're together. The friendships that I've built in CT, I hope I can make then up here.

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison 2

The House

The house in CT was a small raised ranch, and we've upgraded for a huge reproduction colenial. When we were moving, I hated my parents. I couldn't believe that they were uprooting me, I'm a teenager! I have friends, and now I need to leave them! I couldn't believe it! With moving up here, I've learned a lot of new things, met new people, and growing stronger in my faith. While moving I prayed to God nightly, always asking him "why?" I never got an answer back, or maybe I did and I didn't realize it, but with the past 6 months in the new house I think I've answered that question all by myself.

Yes I did lose one closet while in CT, but I got a larger closet! Then again, if I move to the other bedroom, not only would I get a bigger bed, a larger room, two closets, and a t.v., but I would also be helping someone. My family is in the process of becoming a foster family, and my parents want the foster child in the main house, so I'm moving above the garage, to the bigger room. I've slept over there the past couple nights and I love it!

With moving, I might have lost a small home, a hometown, but I've gained a larger home, a second hometown, a second library, a second life!

Conneticut to Massachusetts Comparison

I'm going to start a week long project that shows things in my life that has changed with moving. I'll explain each item and how it's affected my life.

The Library

As you can see the major fact is the size. The library in CT is larger that my current library. This past weekend I was back in my hometown and I dragged my gandfather to the library. I was bombarded with questions from the librarians. The YA Librarian was happy to hear that I'm volunteering at the library, and that I applied to become a Sub-Professional Librarian. I'm glad that I was able to go back to my library, it was nice, but for some reason the small library I have back at home has a strong connection with me.

The library up here is small, bbut it has character. I know the whole staff and %70 of the board. I've met patrons, and I've made friends.

The past couple days I've been thinking of the "what ifs" in life. The major one for me is "what is the library on the other side of town wasn't closed?" The only reason that I'm volunteering at the library I am now, instead of the one on the other side of town, was because that one was closed, and when I learned that we had another library I pestered my mother to drive me. Even though my first words in my library was "mom, it's small". I've learned that size doesn't matter, its who works there that matters.

I might have downsized my library, but I've learned more here than I would have in CT.

By: C