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David Days- 10/4/2017

Salutations friends and family. How’s everyone’s doing? I had the day off from work today. This morning I nearly hopped out of bed thinking I had overslept. As soon as the memory of my schedule hit me, I continued to make quality time with my sheets.

My father’s 61st birthday is fast approaching. I swear he does not look that old at all. He still looks to be in his 40s. Sometimes I forget how old he is by his appearance and how much work he puts on himself. This afternoon, I took him to GQ Fashions to get him a suit for his special day. (Carefully avoided writing “Birthday suit “.) With the help of the store owner, we were able to find two suits that were just just right for him, one of which is a bright plum. Unlike me, Dad prefers to dress a little more conservative in contrast to anything flashy as a young person would wear. I tried to convince him to get a red suit, but he was not having it. He refuses to walk into church looking like the devil. Dad claims the difference between me wearing that and him doing it is that I’m a church deacon, whereas he is a church elder. 

The beautiful thing about GQ  is that you can buy a suit and get one free. Before entering that store decorated with gorgeous blazers, ties, and dress pants of all colors and patterns, I was determined to only shop for Dad. But I ended up getting a suit for myself. For half the original price, I go myself a shiny gray suit with a gray and black vest and bow tie. The store owner was bent on having me walk out of there with some shoes and dress shirts, but lucky for me they didn’t have my size shoe(I got small feet. Don’t judge) and I already have three dress shirts that will go with that suit. I did however accept a free pair of socks. Never be afraid to say “no”.

Last Friday, my sister Christina revealed to us the gender of her baby. She and her husband Geraldo are having a boy, and I could not be happier. Can’t believe my baby sister is having a baby. Originally, Dad believed the baby was going to be a girl, but apparently the night before the gender reveal, he saw in a dream the actual gender of the child. Aside from my old man apparently being psychic, I myself had a feeling the baby would be a boy. Boys tend to come first in our family. Mom and Dad had three boys before finally having my sister. My brother Mike has the 1 boy. And my brother Chris has 1 boy and two girls, in that order. With how tough my sister is, I have a feeling she’ll be a great mother. Prayers sent to her and her husband.

This is completely unrelated to what I just talked about, but I just want to remind you all to always do what is best for you. Sometimes I feel like I put others before myself, or that I’m too nice. It is good to think of others, but it is not a sin to take care of yourself. Above all us, remember that God will take care of you. 

Love you guys. Till next time.

By David Harris

I was born on January 31, 1992. I graduated from Austin Peay State University in December 2015 with a B.S. My major was Communications, with a concentration in Print & Web Journalism. My minor was English, with a concentration in Creative Writing. Writing is my passion. I’m a book lover. I prefer to to be called a Booklion rather than a bookworm. Why- lions are mightier.
My first love is Jesus Christ. I was raised in the Seventh-Day Adventist Church. No we are not a cult. We are Christians who worship on Saturday.
I have been stuttering since I was four, but through Christ I have persevered through it and will continue to do so. I’m not thing with Him.
Singing is another passion of mine. God blessed with me with the gift of song, which I am grateful for.

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