For starters, part of the reason it's been so long since I've written is because my grandma (the one with cancer) took a turn for the worst and past away on July 6th. After school ended and we knew her health was deteriorating at a fairly steady pace I changed my schedule at work so that I could come up for 3-4 days at a time during the week. That was a blessing. I was able to make the trip up to Portland every week, I got to visit with my grandma and mom, and also help take care of both of them (yes, BOTH of them). My mom moved in with my grandma when she was diagnosed with Cancer in January and has been her primary care giver during her last stretch and that is a lot for any one to handle/manage. I loved my grandma very much and she meant a great deal to me. I was pretty close to her. I grew up with her taking care of me in the summer, us staying with her when she lived in hillsboro, and she often babysat. Even after I was grown I always visited her, did chores or helped her with special tasks when she asked, and to my greatest pleasure she taught me a thing or two in the kitchen. I'm blessed and grateful that she taught me how to make pies from scratch and walked me through how to make a thanksgiving dinner from scratch :) (If you know me you would know that I'm a huge food nerd and LOVE to cook). She was a very kind, selfless, and caring woman and I like to think that is where I get it from (my mom too lol). She is loved and will always be missed by many people. Her sickness brought out and reminded me of my inner that I possess. I am so glad and grateful that she wasn't in pain for most of her transition out of this world. I am happy that she went from normal to passing in a matter of 24 hours so that she didn't have to suffer. I am happy that she was surrounded by all of her children and some of her grandchildren when she finally passed. She is in a much better place now and is joined by my grandpa, uncles, and cousin on the other side. I'm also SO grateful that she spent time to voice things she never really had before (or in that way)
"You must have about 15 boyfriends by now with how beautiful you are"
"You are a very kind-hearted, sweet, strong young lady. You've over come a lot and I'm so thankful to have a granddaughter like you. I've enjoyed getting to know you a little better."
Rest In Peace Jean Ann Dennis 4/28/1930-7/6/2011
Next...being in Portland for the better part of the last 3-4 weeks has really shown me that it's not what I call home anymore. Sure when I'm home I miss my family and my friends up there but here, in this small country town, this is my home now. I work here, I go to school here, I have some amazing friends here, I have a cool guy here, and I appreciate not living in the dang city. I've grown quite fond of never having any real traffic, I like the feeling a sense of community here (that is kind of lost in a big city), I like being able to bike/walk/board pretty much everywhere in town, I like being so close to the country/river/mountains. I have changed so much since I've moved out here. I've grown up a lot too. I'm defiantly a happier person and have come in to my own, I guess.
There is so much more I wanted to say but am side tracked right now so I'll have to get back to you. until next time...
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