best friends

These are my siblings! 

Both younger then me, but taller!

I love them like crazy no matter our differences or fights. 

They are the biological best friends of my life, 

and wouldn't live with out them!

This is my unbiological sister and best friend!

Despite the two year difference in our age, we get along amazingly.

So many times I've wished I had a big sister, 

and wished that if anyone could be it would be her!

morning light

I love morning sunlight, and this is three pictures from three different mornings and the sunlight on each.

Being you!

(Please note the burn in the picture was an accident, and not from self harm.)

Being you is a gift! Tall or short, thin or thick, strong or weak. Your hair, eyes, skin, lips, nose, and even eye brows were made to in the image of God and express you to the fullest. One day you'll find you were made exactly how you are to do something that no one else could do! (Maybe even save/change the world!) 

Adventure

Adventure is something I think we all want secretly. But think we have to go some where to get it. I think we often forget that adventure is all around us, it's how we view life though that lets us choose if we go on those adventures.

Life is an adventure, adventure in the little things.  

Sometimes you just have to try a new thing,

to fine the adventure out of everyday life!

Morning light

Morning sunlight sometimes seems to change everything, 

As night horrors fade, the blessing of light comes through.

And we have peace knowing that we are not alone.

The Last Written Post

Fall for me is a time to be nostalgic and find old favorite books, or reopen your journal that at the beginning of the year you promised to write more in.  

I found one journal (of a few) that I once pass every week to a friend to share about what we had done that week. I look at the last few times I had written in it, and found it had been two years since I had written in it, and even longer since I had given it to my friend.  

I started to write in it for old time sake, and then realized it needed to be my blog post! 

I don't know if I'm just nostalgic or what, but I still keep this book on my shelf.  I looked at my last two intros, horrible spelling, (my hand writing still sucks though).  I'm laughing at the fact that my last two intros were 3-23-12 and 12-29-11!  So much time has passed since the old days!  

It hit me the other day that in like three and half months I'm going to be seventeen!  It feels so wrong, like I've just gotten comfortable in sixteen and I have to change skin again!  But hey three and half months is kinda a long time, I mean its one fourth of the year, sixteen weeks (please laugh that the irony of leaving sixteen in sixteen weeks), and that's hundred and twelve days.  

It sounds a little longer till I have to change.  But the more I think about it it's really not that long, the days keep whipping by, dragging the weeks with them.  I barley remember October, and half of November is already gone! 

Is this what growing up is like?  Is being an adult full of just trying to remembered what happened the other day?

I've always avoided having a bucket list like tons of other teens, a bucket list that I won't ever come close to finishing. I've slowly realized having goals and a time set lets you have something to press to and is good. But in the end life boils down to enjoying the simple things, and the quite moments.

So for now I'm going to quite blogging (Not that I was that much of a blogger, but less good at it!) I'm going to leave the blog up, let the last scheduled posts run through, and go enjoy some simple moments.  And maybe one day I'll come back, brush the blog off, and have something more to say on life, and the adventures of growing up.

But till that fateful day happens, a little advice

WRITE down your goals

GO outside

ENJOY simple things

SMILE at a stranger

LOOK for adventure

EAT your veggies

SEE your own beauty

WANT less

GIVE more

WORK hard

FIND your sense of humor

DRINK more water

CREATE something

MAKE a new friend

Thank you to all of you that have read this wreck of a blog.  

Love you all in Christ

Joannah Zimmerman

(Heres a picture of that advice so you can make it a wall pager or something! :D)  

(I've wanted to delete this blog so many times for the three something years I've had it, and I want to thank Johanna (my best friend/sister) for inspiring me so much to keep going!  The blog would never have happened with out her, and I would have deleted it so many times!  I've matured so much because of her, and I'm so happy I know that amazing, talented, skilled, sweet woman, with so many amazing ideas for Gods glory!)

Storms

Storms will shake and rock us, but with a rock like ours who can move us?

Roll Model

Your a roll model. That's just a fact of life.  Whether it's to your sibling(s), your best friend or their sibling(s), to the kid on your street who thinks you act cool, or the little at church that you see once a week and don't even know their name, or those younger kids who saw you maybe once that one weekend at drama camp and thought you were amazing or just very kind! Maybe your colleague at work, or your clients who realized they've been hard to work with but you were easy to work with the whole time and finally got whatever it was done. Your a roll model with the way you behave, and others will follow the example you've made. 

Travel

I don't know why, but roads have a place in my heart. It be because I traveled and moved so much as a kid, or because I'm made to travel and go places. I might never know but I love traveling and I don't think that will ever change.

Painting

Painting is fun but sometimes looking at the unstirred paint I funner! Also it looks so much cooler in black and white!