Yes, I know, it's been a while since my last entry. My life has been interrupted by...well, life. Not that I am necessarily a big promoter of Halloween, but I thought this next entry would be appropriate for this time of year. It is said that the experiences we have in our lives shape the people we become. I do not like scary things, especially movies! I bought a Christian scary movie once to watch with my husband one night. Afterward, I wouldn't even go to the bathroom by myself. Pathetic, I know. However, I do think I know the cause of my issues with all things scary: my brother. There was always a Haunted House at the New York State Fair. My brother went through that haunted house so many times he knew the path like the back of his hand. Well, one year I thought I was old enough to follow my big brother through. Mom and Dad waited outside for us. I was so excited at first and felt that I was now all grown up and ready to handle scary things. Then I looked up and noti