maine and the morin in the morning

well, i just got all sentimentil after looking at some picture that my family in maine uploaded in facebook. after having to see them again this past winter, i thought i would have a full circle completed. apparently not. i still think i owe them a lot with just having to have me in their lives that one year.

i remember the time dad yelled at me, almost at the end of my stay. and how i am extremely glad that that happened. i had never seen him that angry, and i was upset i couldn't do anything better even in my last couple of weeks. so this entry goes to them.

for the maine experience that they give.
for the thanksgiving-christmas marathon that they put ahead of their schedule for me (they didn't usually do christmas tree hunting and decorating the weekend after thanksgiving. that year they did)
for the overwhelming christmas experience.
the tree cutting. the apple picking. the thanksgiving dinner. the camp trip. the moose watching. the egg hunting.
fot the soccer game, and basketball trip
for the extremely gorgoeous(?) view at the back yard ..it's breathtaking
for the deer that dad shot that thanksgiving break
for the talk and the walk
for the hugs
for the survivor and american idol nights
for the pot pie, the pasta salad, and italian sandwiches
for the fresh baked banana bread that i could never quite achieve doing it myself
for the blueberry muffin
for the snow (i know you didn't do it, but the ambience that you built made the snow simply beautiful)
for the sledding down the hill
for the wood cutting to keep the wood stove went alright
for the snow shoving
for the christmas gifts
for hershey and milo

for having me still in your life..