TUESDAY JUNE 1, 2010
This morning, Mom and Keree had PT, so we got up and by 9am we were there. We had to wait around till 930a for appointments, I don't know how some days we can get there super fast and other days we run late. Our PT made Keree's day when she let her ride around the basement floor of the hospital on the tricycle. My daughter is a speed demon and had her PT running to keep up with her. While I enjoyed a fast-paced walk trying to keep up. When we got home, we spent some more time with my Brother. He took a few funeral days and had to head back to Ohio in the early afternoon. So we ate lunch together (left off BBQ) and I made our spinach/strawberry salad. Of course his GF had to come over and say good-bye to him. Honestly, my day would have been better if she hadn't shown up. So we helped my Brother pack his car, I planted him 2 tomatoes and 3 hot pepper plants to put on his patio, so we carefully placed them in the back seat in hopes they would make the trip well. Once we said out good-byes we headed back into the house. I decided to call my Step-Mom and check in on here. I wanted to make sure she was doing as well as expected. She said she had spent the day trying to get my Dad's disability stopped. She said she didn't realize how much my Dad took care. We also talked about stuff going on in the family and I also asked her for a few of my Dad's clothes so I can make them into a memory quilt for Keree. After I got off the phone, we then realized we needed to run to Hancock's for a few things to finish an order. So off we went, luckily we weren't there long and we were home in no time. Well as soon as we got home, there was a frantic message from my Grandma on the phone. We tried to callback, no answer, we tried her cell phone, no answer, we then repeated this at least another 10 times before we started calling all her neighbors, well they weren't home either. We really began to panic then. So finally my Mom called her Sister, she said she just talked to her around 330p and she was fine. So finally 2 hours later we got ahold of my Grandma. Needless to say after I found out everything was alright, I yelled at her for worrying me like that because I thought someone else had died (at this point we know of 6 people who we were close too who have passed away). So why did she leave this frantic call because she wanted to see if she could stay with us when she come up for our Cousin's funeral tomorrow. I was furious because we had already told her and expected them to come here. Of course as the conversation went on, she asked me "Are you going to Cousin C's funeral tomorrow?" I sort of hem-hawed around on the answer because honestly I didn't want to go, it hasn't even been a week since my Dad died. So I said "yeah if anything I'll drive my Mom and Keree there, I'm not sure I'll be able to go in". Well then she digs in on me "What do you mean, you not going to go in. You know he helped bring Keree home, he was instrumental in that happening. You need to go and pay his family respect." Luckily my Mom walked in the room at that minute because I was going to give her a piece of my mind but I didn't. I handed the phone off and bitched about it later. Yes, my Cousin C meant alot of us, he was an amazing man. He did help in bringing Keree home, He drove to the airport, picked us up and drove us home from Vietnam. He was not instrumental, it wasn't like he filled out paperwork or gave me a huge chunk of money to make her adoption happen. Yes I appreciate it and it was something very important he did because no one else in our family was going too. I also remember that he was the 4th person in our family to hold Keree. But Cousin C, would also understand if I wasn't there, his wife and daughters would understand, they have been preparing for his death for the last 8 months, while on my side of things my Dad dropped dead suddenly. So basically the rest of the night, I was so mad that I couldn't think or work on anything. Of course that meant Keree's school work went by the wayside. It's late and I've got a thousand emotions going through my head, so I'm headed to bed.