August 28, 2011
Where oh where do I start?  Growing up, I always wanted a little brother.  Never would I have imagined that I would get one the way I did.  Carson Reid Robertson was born October 8, 2001.  He was the cutest baby I had ever seen.   About four and a half years ago, Reid moved in with us.  He was the meanest little boy I had EVER met.  He would bite people, hit them, sass back.  He’d do anything and everything possible to get what he wanted.   Now, Reid is almost nine and he is one of the smartest nine year olds I know.  He still gets mad, yeah, but he’s nine.  I wouldn’t change anything that has to do with Reid moving in with us.  He has changed my life forever. 

Where oh where do I start?  Growing up, I always wanted a little brother.  Never would I have imagined that I would get one the way I did.  Carson Reid Robertson was born October 8, 2001.  He was the cutest baby I had ever seen.  

About four and a half years ago, Reid moved in with us.  He was the meanest little boy I had EVER met.  He would bite people, hit them, sass back.  He’d do anything and everything possible to get what he wanted.  

Now, Reid is almost nine and he is one of the smartest nine year olds I know.  He still gets mad, yeah, but he’s nine.  I wouldn’t change anything that has to do with Reid moving in with us.  He has changed my life forever. 

August 21, 2011
“You and I will meet again,  when we’re least expecting it.  One day in some far off place,  I will recognize your face.  I won’t say goodbye my friend,  for I know we will meet again.”

“You and I will meet again,  when we’re least expecting it.  One day in some far off place,  I will recognize your face.  I won’t say goodbye my friend,  for I know we will meet again.”

August 21, 2011

She said, “I double dare you…”

I double dare you.  I double dare you to love.  I double dare you to live,  to take a chance,  to have no regrets,  to be a daredevil,  to simply be yourself.  This summer,  I was the girl that said, “I double dare you.”  I dared myself to do all of these things.  I dared myself to take a chance on someone I never thought I would,  I dared myself to love people I never thought I could love,  I dared myself to live each day with no regrets,  I dared myself to have fun and not care about what others thought of me,  I dared myself to do a lot.  I’m glad I dared myself to do all those things.  I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I hadn’t have.  

This summer was probably the BEST summer anyone could ever have.  I made new friends,  loved,  took tons of chances,  did crazy things,  became extremely close to my best friend,  and saw a side of myself I didn’t know was there.  I dared myself to do a lot and most people tell me that I’m crazy for taking those dares.  The problem is that they don’t understand.  I dared myself because I was tired of being the boring, shy Elizabeth.  I was tired of not letting myself get attached to something/someone,  tired of running away,  tired of sheltering myself from others.  Taking those dares made me break out of my shell.  I learned how to make new friends,  how to love,  how to take multiple chances,  but most importantly who I am as a person.

No matter what people say,  I will never ever regret anything that happened this summer.  Yeah,  I got hurt multiple times,  and cried like a baby every single day;  but I have relationships with people that I know will last a lifetime.  So I dare you..I double dare you to take a chance on someone you never thought you would fall for,  I double dare you to love them,  I double dare you to live your life day to day with zero regret,  I double dare you to try and find yourself.  Why?  Because you never know what kind of impact it will leave in your life.  

:) “You cannot always wait for the perfect time,  sometimes you must dare yourself to jump.”


August 15, 2011
August 14, 2011

It’s Our Time to Shine.

Wow. That is the only word to describe this feeling. It feels so weird blogging about senior year. It seems like yesterday, I was walking into that kindergarten room. I was so scared! I remember thinking I wasn’t going to make it through the day. To make it even worse, that was the day I lost my first tooth! I have a picture of me standing outside the classroom door, with tears running down my face. I was freaking out! Oh me.
And now….it’s finally here. Senior year has arrived. Walking into those blue doors, knowing that it was my last first day of school was bittersweet. I mean, I had been waiting for that day my entire life, but it didn’t quite set in that I was a senior. We’ve almost been in school for a week, and I can honestly say that it still hasn’t officially set in. But I keep telling myself that it’s going to have to set in soon. I know that I’m responsible, and I can do a lot on my own. But just because I’m responsible and am able to take care of myself, doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m ready to do it yet. I have said for the past 3 years that I’m ready to graduate and leave my family. But, now that it’s finally here, I can say that I’m not ready to leave them. I’m not as ready to be on my own as I thought I was.
I am going to make this year the best year ever. I want to grow closer to my family, I wanna do crazy things with my friends, I wanna be me! I’m ready to see what God has in store for me this year. I’m going to try and be the best Christian example I can to everyone and I’m going to let my light shine so that everyone can see Christ is living in me. So, class of 2012, let’s make this the best year possible. No regrets, just love. :)