I am someone who is a perfectionist at heart. I enjoy helping others and treasure everything in life that is pure, moral, and beautiful.
I have loved music all my life and yearn to share everything I've learned with others. I also love to write. Poetry, fanfiction, essays, newspaper articles, it doesn't matter to me. I simply enjoy doing it. And something I have learned is the more you honestly try to work and improve yourself in something, the better you become.
Right now I live at home with my family and four cats: Mozart ( my 25 pound Russian-Blue kitty), Amadeus/Taboo ( blue-eyed Burmese kitty who is very vocal but has an awesome temperament), Vicky ( white and grey spots with pink ears, paws, mouth, and nose), and Angel Eyes ( Himalean blue-eyed kitty). We also have a dog named Mickey ( Lassa-apsa, getting too old to move).

I have a younger brother named Daniel who is nineteen and thinks he knows everything there is to know about life. But that's okay cause I was the same way. I'll miss him when I head off on my own next year. But I have to say that my best friend is my mother. She is my role-model. Her life was difficult physically because of a car accident we were all involved in twelve years ago when a man hit us from behind into an oncoming truck. She almost died and I had to grow up really fast. My brother and I were home-schooled and that was when I excelled in my studies. My father fed my mother, bathed her, nurtured her to health and always made my mother and I feel beautiful and intelligent. My father is an incredible, good and honest man. I hope I'm lucky enough to have someone like him when I search for my husband.

But I think one person that has kept me pure and determined all these years through all the hardships, through all the good times and bad is Jesus Christ. He is my rock and anchor in life. Without him my family and I would have fallen apart years ago. Because he lives I can face tomorrow, whatever tomorrow may bring.

My family and I pray for the hundreds, even thousands, of families that have lost loved ones in the tragedy of 911. I will never forget where I was when it happened...the memory of that day still brings me to tears. May we NEVER forget the suffering, the horror, or the incredible amount of love and strength that came from those ashes. Many people wonder why God allowed this to happen. I believe that God's ways are not our own. Bad things do happen to good people but I find comfort in that I know nothing happens without a reason. Those who died that day have gone to a better place. May their hearts and spirits rest in peace. May their families, who are left behind, know the love and infinite grace of God. " For all things work together for good to those who LOVE the Lord."