I've
had a pretty good week. Monday I woke up late which sucked but I didn't
get into any trouble and got an extra hour sleep. Tuesday I went to
Nick's dart tournament, and then later this week I went to the annual
Mental Health Association of North Carolina conference. I met a lot of
great mental health professionals such as myself and there was a guest
speaker. Tipper Gore, or other wise known as Mary Gore a.k.a Mrs Al
Gore. I'm not too fond of her husband but I was very impressed by her.
Her geniune care for the mentally ill was very touching and she is a
huge advocate of mental health. I have pictures from the conference
that I will be putting up soon.
Now today, is Friday. And being
that it is Friday it's a time of joy and celebration right? Not so. My
mom called me this afternoon to tell me about my Grandfather. He is the
most kind, generous, FUNNY, and pretty creative Grandfather. I remember
when I was 10 and we'd go see him he would play "Barbie: Queen of the
Prom" with my sister and I. And when we lived in Maryland he'd take us
to Columbia Mall and ride the merry-go-round all the time! In the
picture on the left the little blue blob...that's me And that is my
Grandfather holding me. He would pick me up when a wave came and I
would actually think that I was the one jumping the waves. He's been
sick for awhile but he's always been a fighter. I've never seen
anything get him down...except now. He is in a medically assited living
and from the words of my mom, "He's unconscious, they can't wake him
up." Nick and I are going down a week from today but the doctors don't
expect him to make it a whole week. My mom pointed out to me that he is
old, has burried his wife, and has nothing left to live for. I can
think of two things that make me seem incredibly selfish. I am the
youngest grandchild. He has seen the other Grandchildren wed and
produce offspring. My wedding will be the only one that he will not be
at. It is going to be hard enough not having my dad there to give me
away...but now my Grandfather won't be there either. He's my last
living Grandparent. After him my mom will be my oldest direct relative
and that scares the hell out of me.
To end on a more cheerful note.....Nick and I have been looking at
engagement and wedding rings. I have mine picked out and showed it to
him. He's so cute. He's like, "ok if that's what you want,
just save it so I'll know what to get and won't mess up"..haha.
So if you want to see it just ask.