Long time no see! It's been almost exactly a month since I last posted. Can you say busy!? I feel like school has taken over my life. As I type, I'm reminded of the test I need desperately to study for and the big project I need to start and complete! Today is my day to not do a thing (although I did go out and pay my car payment...) so I'll do all of that tomorrow.
I've also come down with a pretty bad cold. I also had pinkeye at the beginning of the week as well (thank you daycare kids!) The pinkeye is all gone now, the cold is still kicking my butt though. I lost some of my hearing in my left ear, the ability to breathe out of my nose, and the ability to taste...all because of this cold. I took medicine to help me breathe out of my nose again, and it gave me a pretty bad nose bleed in the middle of the night, so I'm back to letting it run its course.
The boy and I are still together, everything has been great since we had a little bit of a chat about how things were going.
In very sad news, we found out earlier this week that my great uncle billy is, according to the doctors "actively dying", and will be gone by the end of this week. He is refusing to eat, in and out of a coma, and when he is given food (I'd assume through a feeding tube) his kidneys shut down, etc. He's unfortunately been going downhill for the past year or so. He's 89 and has lived a good life... Fought in WWII alongside his two brothers, had two children, many grandchildren, many nieces, many great nieces and nephews, and overall lived a happy life. I feel like I had so much left to ask him. What was life like back then? What happened to you during the war? How did you meet your wife? What was life like growing up with pop pop (my grandfather)? He lives in Florida, we live in Maryland. When he was up here in Maryland everyone wanted a piece of his attention so I never got to ask him those questions, the same ones I wanted to ask my grandfather. He was like my grandfather's twin more than his brother. They are the spitting image of each other. Every time I saw him it was like seeing my grandfather again. Almost like seeing his ghost. I mean obviously I know it wasn't him, and no one will replace my grandfather and the memories we shared (I'll go on about those another day), it was nice being able to spend some time with someone who was able to spend more time with my grandfather then I was. In a sense it was almost like God was giving me back a little piece of something I lost when I was 12. Now, this morning we got a call that he is in his last hours. My heart is breaking as I type this, because not many family members were able to make it down there. Just his daughter and son. No other news yet, but as hard as it is for me to say this, it's inevitable, and I know it's coming. I know that when he goes, he'll be greeted by his brothers...probably with a hug and then a gentle push and a "where ya been" followed by a expletive that Pop Pop always used as a term of endearment. God, I miss him. And I'm going to miss Uncle Billy too.
Now that I'm all upset, it's time for me to go. Hopefully it won't be another month before I post again!