Blog 1: The Things We Carry.

     The things that weigh the fanny pack that I carry through life may seem insgnificant to some, but hold much more emotion to others. Placed at the bottom of the pack is the first things that were bestowed upon me through family. Its the Valor that my fathers' given me to carry on the name of our family, The Love my Mother shared with me to spread generously to those who deserve it, and the Strength to show my siblings what it means to grow into a strange Shrouded world that will seem fearful at first. The next few objects placed in the pack are more than emotions their a law I've set my life to cater by. Firstly is to give my friends the Loyalty they deserve that they've given me along with the Honesty to let them know what they've done wrong just as I expect them to do for me. The last thing my friends have given me is Monotony, and that's probably why I hold them all in such high regard as they hold me. We've given each other the weight of friendship that some would so easily toss aside while we hold it close to the top of the pack so we'll always have it ready. Lastly in the fanny pack that may seem easily carried, but weighs with the aspirations of so many I find my own ideals that have gained weight in my life solely through my experiences despite family and friends. These personal experiences and memories have molded me, and beyond that they now sit in the pack I strap across myself everyday to learn from them and weigh my thoughts by those moments.