Family

This is my mom- my Mere. She is my rock, and I am proud to be hers as often as I can. I feel like a lot of the time she doesn't get enough credit for the things she does- or enough help. She truly is a wonder woman, and I owe her so much. With out her inspiration, grace, and leadership I wouldn't be anything like the person I am today. She's been though more than any person I know, and yet she continues to persist and amaze me. Currently she's taking on the hardest job anyone could ever attempt and raising yet another child.


Logan Charles Herrity. He's my half-brother, cute as a button and smart as a tack. Oh, and a devilish little IMP. But we love him anyway, most of the time. At 16 months, who can resist the little baby charm... on those rare occasions he decides to be cute.

In addition to the baby, there are two fifteen year old boys terrorizing my house (and god does that make breaks hard... I swear its louder at home then here on campus Friday nights.) My step brother Mikey is trying his hardest to be the star athlete - lacrosse and football, and do well in school. I only hope I'm a good enough role model.


Jeremy, on the other hand, I don't think looks up to me as much. He's a good kid though, and I'm there for him when he needs me- or at least I try to be.

My step-dad Mike is a great guy. Although we don't have much in common, he always tries really hard to have something we can connect about- like lacrosse, and I'll even give him a football or nascar conversation every once in a while. And even though he might get under my skin every so often, I know that he really cares about me and is trying his best. Most of all I'm really happy about how happy he makes my mom. She deserves to be happy.


The whole family, as much as I might complain about them is a great bunch. I know they all love and care about me as much as I do them.