Christmas/Holiday Wish List's

OK so i know i haven't been on here in forever and have allot to get caught up on but one thing i have been thinking about that could give us all a helping hand during the holiday time. Why does everybody make a blog entry that is their Christmas wish list. It can be a present you want, or a dinner you want to have with a group of friends. But post it. Then those of us who read your blog will then have idea's for holiday gifts and outings. Makes things much easier. Give it a try.

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You know I'm starting to wonder if things are going to fall how i want them to but you know maybe I'm just suppose to know till it happens. So fine. Life is a roller coaster that i can't control. But i guess i can look at it as a ride of fun instead a ride of fear and worry. Just ride it out. everything happens for a reason right.? Sure that what everybody has always said. GOD has plan for everybody. I wish i could believe my own words coming out of my mouth. I won't lie I'm terrified to be on my own, i don't know where I'm going what I'm going to do... I know Nothing. I know what i WANT to do and where i WANT to be but who knows if its going to happen that way. I sure hope so. I guess i can lean of the faith i do have and hope it gets me there. I wish my faith was as strong as it used to be. Its just not there anymore. I can't find it and its driving me crazy.
i put this link on here because a friend told me to look up this song and listen to the words. i here the words but i can't absorb them i can't believe them.

Good Bye My Old Girl

If you truly want to read the impact my girl had on my family and family friends, visit my moms blog. Her tribute is fantastic. It has taken me a week to say the little bit i am about to say. What i can say is, my girl must be happy, today at about 4:30 it started to rain. (exactly one week late.) at about 6 o'clock it stopped raining. My Josie was telling me she's OK, and that she is watching over me. I can't tell you how it feels to loose a lifetime companion like this. Its such a raw empty feeling. ever morning i am woken up by my mom putting our puppy, Sydney, on me till she licks half my face off. but its not the same. Sydney doesn't understand me. yes she is so cute but, its just not the same. every time i come home, there is no black nose in the last dinning room window facing the driveway, with whimpers of joy coming from it. Every night i go to bed and i never get yelled at for not petting or cuddling with her long enough. Every morning, no conversation when i come down the stairs and am only half awake. I miss that the most. Every single morning, rain or shine Josie would say good morning and i would lay as close to her as i could get and she would talk to me. We would spend at LEAST five minutes every morning talking waking up together. I used to come home from school and she would meet me at the door with a big nudge to get me on the ground and then would jump continue to lick me and wine and whimper and we would snuggle for a while. She loved this family so much that she would never eat until the family was home. She would go all day at times when we were all out busy with out eating. In seven months exactly as of today i will be eighteen, she would have been thirteen. I'm not sure how that's going to go. For twelve years she always got the first rose off OUR birthday cake feed to her by me with a fork. I have nobody to give my milk to in the morning when i finish my bowl of cereal. Nothing is the same. Sydney doesn't ever bark. Never talks and its just so different. I can't put into words the pain that i feel sometimes. It hurts. That's all there is to it. Its raw and as time goes on it still feels like yesterday. I dream about that day every night. I sat in the pouring rain with Josie all day that gloomy Thursday. I was soaked but she wanted to lay in the front yard so we did. I told her that morning that i would never leave her the rest of the day. And i didn't. I sat in the rain i held her until she left for a better place. She was the greatest friend I've ever had and will ever have. She was my baby my sister my world.
REST IN PEACE MY BABY GIRL!!! HOPE YOUR HAPPY!!!

WHERE I'M FROM

On a three hour flight from Memphis to LAI was silently celebrating my first class upgradeLaughing at my jeans and my bootsBeside those high dollar shoes and Armani suitsWhen the gentleman next to me said the drinks up here are freeSo if you'd like the first one can be on meHe said i'm headin back from business in New York and RomeTell me son, Where do you call homeI said I'm from the front pew of a wooden white churchThe courthouse clock it still dont workWhere a man's word means everythingWhere moms and dads were high school flingsGave their children grandmothers maiden nameYes it may not sound like muchBut its where I'm fromSo we drank that round and then anotherThere wasn't a topic in this world we did not coverHe said I headed out west when I was barely 19Just a kid chasing my dreamsI said I'm flying out here to pick up my big brotherHe's been fighting the cancer they discoveredBut he called last night and said I think this is the end. So come take me home to my family and my friendsWhere the quarterback dates the homecoming queenThe truck's a ford and the tractor's greenAnd Amazing Grace is what we singWell there's a county fair every fallAnd your friends are there no matter when you callYeah It may not sound like much but it'sWhere I'm fromAnd as we stood to claim the bags we checkedHe said I'll pray for your brother and did I mention thatItalian suits haven't always been my styleSee I was quarterback of my high school teamWe took state back in '63And my wife, she's still my homecoming queenCause I'm from the front pew of a wooden white churchA courthouse clock that still don't workWhere a man's word means everythingWhere moms and dads were high school flingsGave their children grandmothers maiden nameYes it may not sound like muchI said it may not sound like much but it's where I'm fromit's where I'm fromWhere I'm fromAmazing Grace, how sweet the sound......

This story is a story of Trueth. Of Heart. And of Love.

B.R.A.K.E.S.

I have found a new passion. It's called B.R.A.K.E.S. it stands for be responsible and keep people safe. i joined the team and couldn't be any happier. It was started by an NHRA driver named Doug Herbert after his two sons were killed in a single car crash. i am now apart of the team and my goal and roll of being a member is to help turn teens and adults alike into better safer drivers. I want to make it so very clear how quickly a life can change for ever. I hate reading the paper almost everyday and there is a new car crash that either involved serious injuries or fatalities. And the even worse part is SO MANY of them involve deaths of multiple people young old new drivers and experienced. i have had to go to one good friend funeral and i don't want to do it anytime soon again. I don't want this to be the image left in one of my best friends mind after they were driving "COOL" and crash the car killing everybody else in the car.

This picture of Jon and James Herbert's funeral is so sad. I just hope that being apart of this team i can help prevent this from happening so frequently. Anybody can join the team.

Any body who wants to send me a post and i will help you to join in the challenge to same people, young AND old, lives.

My Birthday!!!

so I'm seventeen now. wow. i don't feel any different. really i don't. it doesn't even feel right to say I'm seventeen or write that I'm seventeen. i guess I've gotten to a point where like when i turned sixteen, I WAS SIXTEEN, but now its like woohoo I'm seventeen. not a big deal. but let me say something... my birthday was one of the BIGGEST roller coasters i have EVER been on. the morning was amazing a few friends at school decorated my locker and filled my truck with balloons and wrote on the windows happy birthday and everything. and it was aw some then you know i came home and it just didn't feel the same with out my grandparents here. they have never missed a birthday, so it wasnt the same. and it kinda brought me down a little but i tried to just put it away because it was my birthday. Then.... ohhhh.... THEN the fun began! First jack my brother shows up. in his hand he held a card that he got me and drawn on the envelope is a person with a fish bowl filled with water as a head(water-head). THEN.... the Mashburn's ( Miss.Sandi, and Dr.Mashburn) show up. in hand with a card that reads on the envelope reads the following "happy birthday Morgan NO mo NO WATER HEAD!!! oh for crying out loud love you all to. i thought my mother was going to pee herself laughing at me. when she saw both ENVELOPES. we're not even to the cards yet. I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves. on the actual cards because no words could express what these cards were like. JACK- come on did you have to be that mean. lol just kidding. it was very funny. the inside was just as funny.we did have a very nice time though, AND thank you from the bottom of my heart for making my birthday the best it could. i really needed it. you guys were a

amazing. i truly don't know what i would do in life without you guys.

READ....POST!!!

OK so what is you people's deal? I'm ahead of all of you in post. you guys have fallen behind. come of i miss you guys i wanna know whats going on in all your lives. its bad enough i don't get to experience all of the times with you. i really would like to at least read about them. lol. anyhow. nothing new no inspiring stories. no amazing falling out. no nothing just another boring day. I'll get something good eventually. ☻