A New Kind of Summer

Since Friday, things have been looking up a lot more. I still miss my grandpap, but I’m not randomly breaking down and crying anymore. My parents came back Sunday, and they said my grandma was doing great.They took her out to eat and she was so excited that she could now just go out without worrying about leaving my grandpap at home by himself. She wanted to go out again the next day for lunch, haha.

I’m not sure why, but this summer for me has been extremely exhausting. My trip to Europe I knew would be tiring, but I just don’t think I ever really recovered from it. I slept a lot the week after, but I also started my babysitting job which really drains me. I guess it’s this heat too; it’s over 100°F outside right now. :o

I guess usually over summer break I just lounge around and don’t really do anything with myself, and this summer I haven’t done that a whole lot. I’ve traveled a lot: two and a half weeks in Europe, and almost all of last week in Pennsylvania for pappap’s funeral. I babysit four kids (all under 5) twice a week, 8:00 – 1:30, and I’ve been keeping really active. I’ve been playing a lot of tennis with my friends and have been going swimming or just hanging out with friends. Nonetheless, I’m glad I’m actually doing things this summer.

I decided that I’m going to make a scrapbook of my trip to Europe. I used to be really into scrapbooking, and then I kinda just stopped. It’s really time consuming and I get frustrated when things don’t look perfect. So, I bought a kit and scrapbook and I plan to start working on that pretty soon. I’ve also been meaning to start writing posts about my trip. I think my next post will be one of those. I just need to gather my thoughts.

In other news, I got my scores back finally from my AP English Language and Composition Exam I took back in May. You may (or may not) remember me talking about it being extremely hard but I got a three on it! It was out of five, five being the best, and if you score a three, four, or five you get college credit. I wish I would’ve done a little better, but I’m just glad I got college credit.

Also, I’ve decided to do away with affiliates and instead just create a link page with all the blogs I read, like, and whatnot. So if you used to be an affiliate, you may keep my link up or you may take it down. I moved almost all of my affiliates to the link page. It’s up to you.

I feel like I’m just all over the place right now.

Memories Long Gone

Wednesday afternoon, my brothers and sister and I drove up to Pennsylvania. My parents had gone the day before, as we all had to work, and my mom texted me probably every half hour to make sure some possessed trucker hadn’t hacked us up into pieces and buried us in a corn field (only kidding). But, besides a wrong turn, we made it there safely (and in record time!).

My grandpap’s viewing was Thursday. It was really hard in the beginning; my grandma walked in and took one look at the casket and then started sobbing. They really made him look good though. Near the end, he really looked awful, but I guess they put a lot of make-up on, or I really don’t know what they do, but he looked good. He wore a flannel shirt and blue jeans, because that’s what he was comfortable in and it would’ve just been weird if he were in a suit.

The funeral was the following day. Right before the funeral, my grandma got really hot and started to feel dizzy. We sat her down and I just couldn’t help but think the worst, that something was going to happen to her during his funeral. We gave her a candy bar and some soda, and that seemed to help so we came to the conclusion that her blood sugar was low.

I was really okay during the funeral, but then there was a military graveside service since my grandpap served in WWII, and I just kind of lost it there. It was pouring rain, and I just kept thinking about how I was never going to be able to see him again or talk to him. God, I’m tearing up right now. :(

One of my aunts is going to stay with my grandma for a couple weeks. She’s taking it really hard and it breaks my heart to see her like that, but they were married for 63 years. I can’t imagine losing someone I loved and cared for that deeply and having to live on without them.

Thanks to all of you who commented on my last post. I really appreciate it. <3

 

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