The Best Things

Ugh.......... was my last post really 3 weeks ago? It's hard to keep up, what with everything that goes on around here. So, here goes the tragic story of the day. This morning we were awakened to say good-bye to our beloved Auntie Ginny and the rest of the Idaho-bound crew. I could not stop crying, despite my attempts not to. Why did she have to go? I asked myself. Why? We gathered on the stairs to say good-bye and remained there at least ten minutes after, crying about our loss. I somehow got through the rest of the day. But all the while, I kept thinking about Auntie Ginny, in the truck, in Idaho, saying Hi to the rest of her neices and nephews. I finally broke after we left our friends the Anderson's house when I realized that when we went home, there would be no Auntie Ginny doing laundry, reading her newest book, or watching her football game. I always hate the letdown I feel when a big event that I have planned for, or when the day is over and it's time to go to bed. Thinking about her doubled the pain and made it even worse. I've always said that I am more of a night person, but now that I think about it, the nighttime is when I feel the letdown or am feeling particulary sad. Why did this always happen to me? I always get so used to living life with a person that when they're not with me anymore I just don't think it will be remotely possible to recover and adjust. How could it be reality? As all these things were running through my mind, I suddenly remembered a sentence from my all- time favorite series, Percy Jackson and thought to put it on here. In it, Percy himself says , ' I am convinced that the worst things happen to the best people.' Meaning, his mother, whose parents had died in a plane crash when she was little and when she had married an abusive man. As I thought about that, I started to feel a little better. I still miss my Davis family like heck, though. And that doesn't mean I won't still miss massaging my Aunties and hearing their laughter, either. But it does mean that I can try to adjust to this change with the help of many e-mails , phone calls, letters, and Skype sessions. Hint, hint. Love you all the Aunties, Uncles, Grandmothers, Grandfathers, and Cousins out there in Idaho.