A day to remember

Today I worked a little bit on the garden. Pulling some weeds and watering, trimming flowers and trees. I need to plant some new flowers but depending on which ones could be expensive. I'd rather plant blooming ones, cause seeds take too long but seeds are cheaper. Oh well, all great things come in time. I took the flowers that I trimmed and went to Healy. I placed some on my grandpas' grave and some on my best friend, Clint's', grave. My grandpas birthday is tomorrow. He died when I a freshman. I remember I had a very hard time dealing with his death. He used to call me his Little Soldier. He said I was just as tough, or tougher, then all the boys. I don't like people to see me crying, in my family crying is known as being a sign a weakness, even if I am a girl. And Clint, there's no one like him in the world. He died my senior year. He was my best friend, and I never got the opportunity to tell him that. I would have done anything for him, I loved him more then anyone else in the world. I would have died to have him look at me like one of the other girls in school, but I was only a friend. It's funny, I had planned on going down to see him the weekend after the murder happened and I was gonna try to tell him just how much I loved him. But knowing me it'd just be another weekend of us hanging out like friends. He was and forever will me my lucky charm. In a way I guess I'm searching for the man to be Clint's reincarnation. 6'7", blonde hair, blue eyes, slender but muscular build, smart, funny, and caring. I know that there'll never be any other Clint in this world, so I should stop trying to look for him, and I should stop trying to compare everyone to him. It's just hard to forget your first love. Even if that loved one never knew. Part of me thinks, that through my prayers he knows now, but it's just too late. I know most people that know me know that I'm not shy by any means, but when it comes to love I'm very shy. After what my first boyfriend, Jason, did to me. It's very hard to find a man that excepts me for who I am. I know there should be complete honesty in a relationship, but I'm always worried that if I tell him what happened. He will run away. It happens more often then I'd like it to. It's hard to trust people in today's world.
Anyway back to my day, I bagged some of the chocolate chip cookies that I made the other day, since I made enough to feed a small army. I took some into my grandma and some to my great aunt. I'm sure they each will like them. I then made sure the car was full of fuel and drove to Colby. I talked to Paula and Kelli and they said they each wanted to say hey and have a drink but when I called no one answered, so after eating dinner and cruising around for about 2 hours I decided to just drive back home. I did talk to my friend Ben, he has CP. He worried about his finals, he goes to WSU. I told him he should be fine. He's very smart.
Tomorrow my parents are coming back home, not sure when exactly they'll be back, but if the fishing is good it may be late in the evening. I need to sweep the carpets, and do laundry before they get home. I'm planning on just staying home and not doing much physically tomorrow. After all Sunday is the Lords day, a day for rest and relaxing.