A day of searching.

Today was the 9th anniversary of my Granny's death. I can't believe that she has been gone from us so long. I have been having random dreams about her lately, so as I woke up this morning I went on a search for memories. On my search I remembered the good times and the bad times. I remembered the way she looked, the way she wrote, and the way she loved. I remembered her being so sick and still smiling through the pain, even when I know that she didn't think she could take anymore.One thing I couldn't remember that I wish I could was the sound of her voice. It is amazing how some memories seem to fade away from our minds while others stay forever.


There is a Mercy Me song called "Homesick" that I listen to on days when I am missing those who have gone 'home' before me. The chorus goes "I close my eyes and I see your face. If home is where my heart is than I'm out of place. Lord, won't you give me strength somehow because I've never been more homesick than now." Often times when I am having a hard day I just close my eyes and search my mind for Granny's face. I know it is a bit creepy, but her face is always so peaceful. I truly believe that when I am in that moment I get a taste of what Heaven's peace is like. I can not wait for the day that I get to experience that peace all the time, and see her again.

I went on another search today, that was a bit more comical than my first one. As my Aunt Peg was fixing her weekly medicine container tonight she dropped one of her pills. Well, you see, Foxi is here and we were afraid that she would find the pill and eat is. So, since I am the youngest I go crawling around the floor looking for the lost pill. It was quite the adventure, but after several minutes of crawling in circles around the kitchen I found it!


I going to head on the bed now, even though I have a million things that I should stay up to do. Have I mentioned that I am still not done with the laundry?! Haha.

-Han

A day of two "T's" -- travel and tacos!

Today was spent like many days I have experience before. I left from exit 82 on I-77, then travelled to I-26 then finally made it to my final destination exit 57 on I-95. I, of course, wasn't alone for this journey mainly because I can't drive by myself! Haha. I was accompanied by my Mother and the dog, Foxi. I have to say that I love trying to read Foxi's mind as we begin on a journey from one 'home' to another. I don't think that she minds the car rides, because I really think that she thinks that it is just part of life to be confined in the car for a few hours every Friday and Sunday.However, today Foxi got a bit of a surprise because we made a minor detour to see my brother. It was a nice break from the endless amounts of interstate that my brain was being overloaded with. I tend to go through stages of boredom while riding in the car, especially when the traffice is heavy like it was today!


Usually I go through phases of entertianment thanks to the radio. Mom and I also play random games using the alphabet. Then other times I read books or magazines. However, when I get extremely bored I do the conceided thing of taking pictures of myself. Here is the evidence of my conceided act -- if you look hard you can see Foxi in the backseat!


We finally made it to our exit after what felt like an enternity of being on the road. I then went to Bi-Lo to buy stuff to make tacos. However, in my rush to get home so I could be free of the car, I left the bag with the hamburger and beans in the shopping cart! It would have been great if I had realized this before travelling the last 13 mins in our journey home, but -of course- I did not. So back to Bi-Lo we went to retrieve the meat and beans. After that most of my excitment for the day was through because all I have done since being home is cook and do laundry (which seems to be a never ending process). Now I am going to put another load on and hit the bed!

-Han

Introduction + Explanation = Intronation.

I will shamefully admit that I have been stalking strangers blogs for quite a while. Well, actually I prefer to say that I am just "observing others lives." I never really considered making a public blog until a few of my friends did it. I then decided to be a follower and make one myself! In my 'observations' I have noticed that many people begin their blogs with a introduction. I feel that an introduction is semi-unnecessary because anyone who reads this will already know me. However, I do think that an explanation of some interesting things about my blog would be a fun thing to write about.

The title of my blog is "The Chronicle of Hannah". I stumbled upon inspiration for the title as I am sure all of us have stumbled upon many discoveries -- google! Yes, I will admit it, I googled "blog names" looking for inspiration. As I was scanning the list the word "chronicle" caught my attention. After looking up the definition of chronicle I made the decision that it would be a perfect title for my blog. I then had to choose whether or not I wanted to make the word chronicle plural. After further reviewing the definition (which makes one assume that the word covers several events with-in its self) I decided not to.

Also, one of my favorite Bible verses comes from the book of Chronicles. It talks about how God's love is steadfast (firmly fixed in place) and endures forever. I find the verse very profound because it amazes me how after how the things in life that we screw up God still loves us with a steadfast love.

Ok, so now you know the story behind my blog. I hope you have happy reading! :)

-Han