2012 Your going away.

So 2012, it seems you came yesterday and now your saying good bye, my how the year has flown by. It is a bit blurry because of how much we have done. Let's see shall we?

We started finishing packing, Mom got over just having a baby. We cried as we got rid of all our animals, we cried some more as friends came over and helped us finish packing, we cried as we look at our back yard with no animals and our home for eight years (the home that half my brothers and sisters had ever known), home cleaned and boxed up. Then moving three and a half to four hours away to San Antonio to live in apartments, that are 75% refugees and have about ten different tongues spoken around here. (Shock!!) Then school was out for the summer and we got a lot of time in with the kids here. We had a ton of laughs and jokes with them (good memories), the newness wore off, it became too hot so no kids wanted to come out to play, and we played alone a lot. Summer seemed to last FOREVER. We took a trip to Houston and cleaned the house some more while crying some more at everything missing and such. School started up and by then Jonathan and Emily were a year older. In September, Richard, Daddy, and my older brother, Zach, turned a year older. Oh and my other older brother, Seth, got married, and one of my nephews, Bryce, turned one (yes, I'm an aunt!). We took another trip to Houston visiting friends in the first part of November, we came home sick (we had great friends that shared their sickness with us ;-). For Thanksgiving we were invited to share Thanksgiving dinner with family from Iglesia de Puerta de Restauracion and a couple of days later we celebrated Rosie's first birthday. In December Justin had his fourth birthday and we took a trip to Houston for Christmas on the 23rd-27th. Now it's the last day of the month in this year. As I'm writing this I realize I forgot to write half of the writing and book reading I did, all the school and a ton of little things that I just forgot about because of how much of a blur this year has been.
Before I forget everything I'm thinking, I will say bye to this year thanking God for all the friends (many older and younger than me, I have this thing that I never find a friend the same age as me), for letting me start really growing up (taking more off Mom's shoulders), I have grown spiritually, not in height (still only 5'1" :p ), I have watched my brothers and sisters more this year than any other time of my life, I am learning to become a better friend (to the few people that are my real friends), I have stayed up too much and should have gone to bed more, eaten too much sweets (holidays), not gone out side half as much as I wanted, I need to read some more, do more school and read the Bible much, much more. In other words, I have changed from being part of a young woman to much more of a full young woman.

I have work to do now and my Aunt just came over so now I have somethings to do.
Bye
~ Joannah

P.S. Here are some pictures from last year.

Sick again.

So every one got sick and I took good care I them and I didn't get sick and now every one is well and I'm sick. I guess god wanted mom well so that I could get sick and leave the house dragging.

Long time no see

So I haven't written in a long time but we have been sick. (Not me.) But I have been taking care of my family that was sick, like my mom.  And being the oldest child and daughter at home I have been taking mom's spot in making all the meals and keeping peace and every thing else mom always does for us kids.  We are getting out of the sickness now but all of us have been taking turns this week laying down and feeling bad. :P   So........ I'm all tired and thinking about taking a nap and drinking a lot of coffee to day. (If only my mom and dad would let me.) And I thought I would be nice to you bloggers by taking some time and making my lame blog's look a little better than the madding way they look now................................

(Another thought.) 

The only reason I thought I would try to use wordpress again was because this site, http://blog-services-review.toptenreviews.com/, said that it was the highest rated blog and you can look at the states your self and the second and third cost money and the fourth place was to the blog I use all of the time till now.  But the only sad thing is I can't even figure out how to edit it sept by changing the template and I don't want to change it every time, Any one want to tell me how to do it? 

Any way, I'm to tired to write in any thing else bye love you and God bless!

~Joannah

So I went to write a email to a friend

Yeah I went to write a friend and got really carried away and wrote my next blog post and here it is:

Hey, long time no talking! ;) I guess some of my readers know that I almost got rid of all my blogs. And that includes this one. I guess I had a couple friends that talked me out of it. HOPEFULLY THEY WILL BE READING THIS AND know that I'm happy they talked me out of deleting them.

So how has your week been? Mine had been filled with school and today my Dad is driving a bus for a school field trip. FUN, if we could only go with him some times. :/ He's gone a lot with little jobs, (like mowing, and taking care of yards) because the school doesn't pay enough. So he's always getting field trips. But I can say that its fun to hear the kids around here go, "Hi, Mr. Bus Driver,' or "Hey Mr. Z." and he calls them by name. They might think they are in trouble or if they're younger they start talking to him and telling him about school or something like that. He got really moved once when we had some of the kids inside our home and we were getting rid of clothes for one reason or another, most of it was Suzie's, and the girls here were her size. Mom gave them some of the clothes and shoes. The next day one of the little girls as she getting on the bus turned to my Dad pointing to the shoes said, "Your mother gave these to me." When he told us he was getting tears in his eyes that that one little act of love had made the little girl's day. I love my Dad and Mom. I hope every one will just stop their day and tell their parents how happy they are that they raised you the way they did. 

Love you all my readers,

~ Joannah Zimmerman

(Or just Jo.)