this is a sad post, but I can’t talk about it with Travis because I need to be strong for him
So we got a phone call last night that we needed to come home to see travis’ grandmother so we did. we got into holly around 230 and figured we would head to the hospital around 8 or so. we got a call in the middle of the night (430) that we needed to head in because her “condition had changed.”
it was horrible. i’ve lost family, i’ve lost friends, i’ve supported others in times of loss. however, i’ve never experienced the losing process because my family has always lived so far away or its been a sudden thing. today i witnessed an amazing woman suffering and she still is. Mimi has cared for others her whole life and she’s been fighting for her life for the last year. While I never wish death upon anyone, I wish for the pain to end and the doctors have assured us, she is not going to get better.
So, if you are religious, or even mildly say prayers or have any extra thoughts you could keep Travis’ grandmother Mimi (Barbara) please do. And even more so, the family she is leaving behind because I know that Mimi will be taken care of.
So I haven’t tumbld in a while… after the summer ended I got bombarded with work and school. To be honest, I’m still bombarded. Oh well.
This week I get a new little- I’mvery excited/anxious/meh about it. Excited becuase my family tree has never branched successfully. Anxious because there are so many women to choose from and I missed day one of mixers. Meh because I know that we have recruited a group of high quality women so I am not concerned about who I get and I know that I’ve got a great family (Erin and Robert) to support her, too!
Emily is coming to town on Thursday and I can’t wait to see her… she sure is swell!
Oh, and I had a wonderful Mackinac Vacation— hard to get back into the swing of things though! And no, no engagement… apparently people were expecting a candle pass on Sunday. I’m very okay with this, I’ve got a lot of things to focus on that do not include a wedding…after all, I’ve got Sam Bryan’ts for that!
So there are 13 days until school starts. What the hell? I feel like I haven’t gotten anything done this summer. Sure, I moved, went to Florida with Emily, went to TC, and completed an online class but it just doesn’t seem like it should be time for school to start yet. I’ve worked two jobs all summer plus managed some properties, done some passion parties, and just added a third job… oh yah and I have classes starting too.
We only got to go to TC once alone this summer and once for a hellacious weekend with his mom and sister. Last year we had at least three weekend getaways… I know, poor me, but it was something I was really looking forward to this summer to get away from the drudgery of 15 day in a row work stretches that were so common.
I guess this summer just went by faster than expected and when I look back I don’t feel like I did anything important- I don’t know what I was hoping to do but I just feel very unaccomplished.
Ugh.
I am so pumped to be seeing Britney tonight with Emily and Robert. Can’t wait!
I feel truly blessed that I was able to “get out” from my high school life— not any one in particular since I went to four but in general, I suppose. I saw pictures posted of a girl I went to school with for her birthday party. The party was in a field with all of the same people from middle and high school. Half of the people there have kids, no degrees, minimal teeth, and have gained some serious weight. I just don’t know how you stay behind and don’t want anything better for yourself. Settling for mediocrity just seems rediculous. Not that any one of those characteristics makes someone mediocre but just not wanting to grow and change seems odd to me.
My “new” friends were the ones that really helped my find myself, my sisters are those who have embraced it, and my desire to be better helps keep things going. So thank you to those who have helped me be better, or in the words of Wicked “Because I knew you, I have been changed for good.”
So after watching an entire day of Food Network while I was at work and half of the shows being dessert based, I naturally had a hankering for dessert. Please note that it is 88 degrees out and as such I was not about to bake anything, hence the store bought cookies.
So I have very few fond memories of my father…as in I could easily count them on two hands… one is about cookies though. My father and I used to eat this cookies called Stella D’Oro fudge cookies…and we always ate around the edges and then saved the chocolate center for the last bite (come to think of it, this may be where the way I ate my Reese’s peanut butter cups came from, hmmm.) I bought them today because I always thought they were delicious… in one bite I was five years old again in Rhode Island eating cookies with my father, it was oddly emotional… I didn’t like it. I also wanted to sit down with a glass of milk, pop in a very sappy movie, eat the whole package and cry but Travis is here and I don’t think it would have the same ‘release of emotions’ effect.
I know, all very odd.
