Day three

Wow... I woke up early today, and I realized what, or rather who, my courage journal for today would, and will be.

Usually I wake up right before we have to leave, so my mom wakes me up, tells me to get dressed ect... and more ect.... the point of that is that she chooses to wake me up so I can get all my homework (Anywhere and Everywhere) make lunch, and generally get ready. If it wasn't for her, I don't know where I'd be.

I'm so thankful for just a MOM, unlike the kids in Haiti who have no one.
And what more courageous than waking up a sleeping teenager? Nothing thats what.

So..thanks mom.