Washed Out

Time. Time is flying by all the time. We can't see it but we feel it whenever we wake up with aches and cramps that weren't there the night before, or hair growing on our faces where it wasn't growing before. Time never stops. My dad still sees me as his little boy that used to want to be with him all the time. I was his best friend.

My dad and I had this game that we played. He would come home from work, and me being young, would already be in bed [supposed to be] asleep. I would hear the door open downstairs and our old Schnauzer, Dutches, running to the door to meet him. I would sit and my bed and wait. My dad would come upstairs and lay on my bed with his head on my chest. He used to have longer hair and I would run my fingers through it. If he said "Son, I had a tough day," I would say, "I had a rough day" and vice versa. My dad would change it up every night so that we would always say the opposite. I am 15 years old now, and slowly I am moving away from my dad. Its not that I don't love him but instead of me being there all the time, I find myself at my friends houses, and instead of "Rough day, Tough day" exchanges, its the subtle nod or "goodnight." This is because I have let that part of my life grow cold and washed out.

This is the same way it is with God sometimes. We used to eagerly await his arrival just to love on him with our prayers and worship.We used to tell God about our rough days and tough days and he would be there with His head on our chest just listening to us and loving on us. As the years go by though we slowly get too accustomed to those special times. We become washed out and become cold.

People always make New Years Resolutions that they normally end up breaking. But this year, I am making a promise to God that I will no longer take time for granted and begin to love on him more. I want to surrender my life into his hands like a child does a father. I want to run my fingers through His hair and tell him that I love him. This year lets add some color and life back to our relationship with God. Lets revive the fire that we once had for him.

Happy New Year to all. and God bless.

New Years

Its almost the new year and I have had fun running through all of my memories. I made some pretty great ones! The name is Adrian. My mom has gotten me into blogging. This is gonna be my way to keep all my memories close, day by day, frame by frame. Life in fact, as it happens to yours truly.

The great thing about my life is I have great people to share it with. My cousins are the closest thing I have to brothers. They have been with me through just about every situation I have been through. Juan is the one I look up to the most. He gets me. David is like my little brother even though he is a week older than me. We goof off all the time. I trust him with my life. There sister Regla (Nina is what I call her) can be a pain in my rear sometimes. I guess its because shes just like my sisters. But at the end of the day I love her.

Another great thing in my life of 2010 was my friends. I have amazing friends. One in fact, that I believe is my brother but our parents are keeping it a secret! His name is Miles. Or as I like to call him, Papa Canning. Dont ask why!

I am about to say goodbye to 2010, and before I left, I wanted to give you a little peak into the important things in my life. If I have learned anything in 2010, its that your friends and family are the most important things and they will help you climb the ladder of life.

This is my first post, the first frame, the first pixel, to the very large picture of my life. I hope you enjoy!