Whew Wee,

It's been a long couple of days. The days have been good, just long. I actually completed most of my tasks I had set for my self on Friday. I got a lot accomplished and it felt really good. After all was said and done I went with my Monthly Foodie Club, to Haus Murphy's , which is this really great German restaurant in old town Glendale. We ate drank and were generally a merry bunch. I always enjoy our little outings.

Saturday I spent 6 hours cleaning and organizing my room. It was well worth it. I finished some small sewing projects I had set aside a while back and did some crafting. Later Kyle, Melia and I went to eat. Cori and I had a great plan to go on a moonlight hike, unfortunately the moon didn't even come up until half way through the hike. It ended up taking us two hours! We talked and chatting while walking on slippery rocks in the dark. It was a good time :)

Sunday was Easter and was fairly boring. I think the best thing was the fact that Kyle decided to watch Doctor Who. I know its' dumb, but it makes me super happy that he's taken and interest in my interest, so now we can be nerds together.

Monday, ah Monday. So Monday was the ninth, which is also the 6 year anniversary of Bradleys death. I posted a little quote on Facebook :

For B ~ " You were a shooting star amongst ordinary stars. Have you ever seen a shooting star, Jack? It's wonderful. It passes quickly, but while it's here it just lights up the whole sky - it's the most beautiful thing you'd ever want to see. So beautiful that the other stars stop and watch. You almost never see one.

Beacuse they're very rare. Quite rare. But I saw one. I did. " ♥

I thought about it when I woke up, of course. I always do leading up to it, and through out the year when I see something Bradley-esque.

While I was watering my garden that morning, all things Bradley were running through my head. I looked down and saw this
: The first sprout from my seed garden! Its so exciting that on a day when I'm thinking of the death of a friend, I see life! Life that I helped into the world. It made me think of a quote from The Talmud “Every blade of grass has its angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'” I think of that quote often when I'm out gardening. I also sing to my plants and trees. Happy plants make a happy me! I also noticed I have a little strawberry growing in after the bird assault. His death day ended up being a reminder that there is life as well as death, the two go hand in hand I suppose.