The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

The Tower
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I came back to Shelby this weekend. My brothers baby girl was born Thursday, August 4. She weighed 6 lbs 7 ounces. Kaydence Nicole Morris.

So I came back hoping to meet her this weekend. The sucky thing was, she was in Muskegon, and I ended up in Shelby. My boss, Jack, also called and was desperate for me to work some hours this week, but Saturday was the only day I could. So the schedule got switched around and I worked at Wesco today (Saturday).

But yeah, so that's why I was up in Shelby. Weird how things will bring you back like that.

I got back and I heard Danielle was excited I was home this weekend. So when I got done with my Grand Fathers birthday (which is the same day the baby was born... lol) I went to Wesco to see my Wesco girls. But Cat works third now so I only got to see Danielle.

I came home and worked on an application for Best Buy, and got a craving for a candy bar. So I drove down to Wesco. It was like 12:10 am. I knew Cat would be there. When I got there, both Cat and Danielle were there. We hung outside of Wesco and I told them I was off to the tower to look at the stars and think, and what not. Danielle said she might stop by so I said, "ok, call me before you come over. I am not going out there for a few yet." So she did. I was shocked. Her and I climbed up the tower, and we talked. For hours. I learned stuff about her I never even knew.. or thought. We came back to my house, and after a few minutes of sitting around here talking, she went home. It was going on 4 am. So I went to bed as well. Weird how her and I are friends just cause I would go into Wesco everyday to bug her, and eventually got a job with her. We have both shared the same hardships in life (mostly), so it made it all the better to be able to talk to her.

I missed her and Cat, and all my other friends a lot this week. They have always... been there. Now it's different. I even had a dream Tuesday night that I came back to Shelby to find out Danielle was moving out of country that day, without saying goodbye, and how depressed I felt when I woke up. Outside of Molly, Danielle is the closest female friend I have. I have always been able to talk to her about anything, and not worry about feelings getting hurt, or akwardness in the mixed company. We were friends. We could trust each other.

Cat is cool. She is this slightly older then us, girl, who is into all the stuff Mike and I are into. She is trapped in an older body (not to much older mind you >.>) and if we ever needed advice, we knew we could count on her because of her experience in SO MUCH. Infact, I just spent 2-3 hours hanging out with her and Brad and Amanda at Wesco.

Nadine, her sister and I climbed the tower. I think that makes every one of my friends, but Molly (and Cat) who have climbed it. Kinda like the final initiation test of faith. We all have agree'd on one thing though, it is awesome up there. Nadine and I must've counted 30 shooting stars in the hour we were up there. *sigh* Good times.

*yawn* I need sleep. I am supposed to meet the guys at the Nickle at one tomorrow for lunch. Then I head back home. My advice to the younger... don't be in such a rush to move away from home. You leave more then just your home, family, and problems. You leave the rituals, good times, and your friends as well.

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 6:21 AM