Monday, August 31, 2009

Addiction name is Marcie....and I'm an addict....I'm addicted to Bejeweled on Facebook. It started a while back as a fun game I'd play from time to time. Now I realize I'm way too competitive. I can't stand it when my childhood friend, Aida, has a higher score than I do. I play the game over and over again until I move up on the leader board. I even have Cristina and Michael playing it. Victoria hasn't tried it only because she usually can't get on the computer. Sad, eh? Of course confessions usually are sad or they wouldn't be worth confessing! Oh and in case you can't read it my high score tonight was 167,800! Woo hoo!

Friday, August 28, 2009

All Good Things....

I suppose all good things must come to an end. I also suppose that you never know how good something (or someone) is until it is gone. This is exactly how I felt when I found out Michael's grandmother had decided to move to northern MN to be closer to my in-laws. I will never forget where we were sitting when we heard the news. I was stunned! I felt like the wind was knocked out of me and I was completely speechless. Grandma has been such a vital part of our lives for many years. She has blessed us financially in more ways than I care to mention. She has shared stories of the way Iowa City used to be that always left me with a smile. She became a part of our lives in a way that I never fully appreciated.

The last several weeks were spent packing up her home. That is part of the reason I haven't kept up with my blog. Michael did most of the packing and all the cleaning. I wanted to help but physically I wasn't able. Although if I was truly honest it was more of an emotional battle for me. I didn't want to face the reality of her leaving. I didn't want to embrace how this move would be good for her. I wanted to spend most of my days feeling sorrow for what we were going to lose. I realize now how selfish and immature it was to act that way. I also realize that Grandma impacted me in more ways than I'll ever be able to express. When it finally came time to say goodbye to her there was so much left unsaid. Will she ever understand how grateful I am for the time we got to spend together? Will she ever know that she was never a burden to us? Will she ever know that she filled a void in my own heart since I wasn't able to grow up near my grandparents? Most importantly will she know that she will always be loved and cherished and we will miss seeing her on a regular basis! Hopefully with prayer and time the sting of her absence shall heal. In the meantime we continue to take it just one day at a time.

Grandma - "We love you all to pieces"