Hello, Goodbye

Hello,

WOW, it's been a long time since I've written in my blog.  Sorry about that.  I've been so, so, so busy with school, applying to college, track, friends, family, etc.  And, I've also been a little bored with what I started, the Ten People thing.  Which brings me to the reason why I'm writing tonight, instead of finishing my French composition on Pierre Gustav Pea (yes, I WILL explain that at a later date).

While surfing around on Facebook, I received a little notification that I have been tagged in a note by two of my friends.  The note's description was the following:

Write ten things you want to say to ten people. Any ten people you want, best friends or worst enemies and say anything you want about them, nice or not-so-nice. Then tag all the friends you want so that they see this note and the chain will continue. You don't necessarily have to tag the people listed in the note. 

I was going to do this too.  But then I realized, I already did something like this, and didn't finish it (like many other projects that I start).  So what I decided was that I'm going to still finish the Ten People thing I'm doing, just have other blogs in between.  That way I won't continue being bored with my blog (which should NEVER happen).

Today I went Christmas shopping with my sisters and Nana (I like to plan ahead. Hah!) and then we went to Applebees for dinner.  When we pulled up into our parking space, I looked over and saw an elderly couple walking to their car.  They were holding hands.  Nana made an "aw" sound, and I like going up to them and just simply hugging them.  Once they got to their car (a white mini-van) the husband walked up to the driver's side, held the door open for his wife, then shut it, and walked around to get into the passenger's side.  And I thought, "Now that's true love."  Nana was going off, saying something about how romantic, and my little sisters were oohing and aahing about the whole situation.

This made me think about something.  I thought about how sad it was, that we're sitting there, saying how sweet and lovely it is to watch an elderly couple hold hands and watch the husband be a gentleman and hold the car door open for his wife, who he clearly married because he loves her, until death does them part!  Why does this shock us?  What does that say about our society? That's the part that I think is sad, I think that should be expected and usual for a couple.  Not surprising and catch you off guard.

But it does, and I have to say, it really was a sweet moment, to share and watch that private moment with a couple who are in love and show it.

Ahh, she's back to her normal blogs again.  How refreshing, eh?

Goodbye! =]