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I'm still in Ontario, visiting my Grandparents. I've fallen so far behind in internet stuff, especially my sewing blog, but on the plus side, I'm enjoying my time with the Grandparents. I'm flying home on Wednesday, though, and honestly, I'm glad to be going home.

My brother drove his quad off of a 20 foot cliff yesterday. He's okay, tore some muscules in his arm, bruised, and in a lot of pain, but he's going ot be alright. Everytime I think about it though, I tear up. That scared me so much, I can't even tell you.

The thing is, I've been wanting to move back to Manitoba so I can spend more time with him and the rest of my family. However there's just not a lot of career options in the type of work I want to do in Winnipeg, and I've been starting to consider moving somewhere else after all. But after my brother's accident? Nope, I need to be back home. Nine years of education, and I'm probably not going to do what I planned to do.

One of the things I learned during this last degree is that family is so important to me, and if being with them means that I'll be doing something other than what I've been wanting, that's alright with me. I just need to be home, to spend time with my family.

Current Mood: scared
Current Location: Sudbury

I haven't been keeping up on here of late, but it's a little difficult to get online at my grandparents place, where I'm currently visiting. Plus when I do get online, I'm usually looking into jobs or how to write a cover letter.

Anyways, I've finally gotten up here to visit my Memere and Pepere in Sudbury. I love them both, but they are an older couple, and I admit that I'm pretty bored. My Memere works during the day, and my Pepere and I are both pretty quiet when there's not a more lively person around to keep up the convo. As it is, I ask him a question or start a topic, he answers in a way that sort of ends the convo, and that's it. But it's nice to be around them. I haven't seen them in a year!

I'm worried about my Pepere, though. His breathing is getting bad, and he uses his puffer a lot. :(

The good news is that my Grande Memere is causing trouble at 97 years old! I remember the first time I came up to visit my grandparents after moving to Kingston, and Grande Memere was living here. We were playing dice, and she totally played up the 'I'm and Old Woman and Don't Know What I'm Doing' thing. She'd keep rolling despite her turn being over, and no one except Pepere (who she bickered with constantly and didn't listen to him anyways) argued with her about it. Once, she looked up and caught my eye, then winked. The cheeky sneaky woman! :D

Anywho, I should go see if Pepere needs some help watering the flowers. Ooo, and call my friend who is here right now, see if she wants to meet up for coffee! Happy Thursday all!

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Sudbury

Still at my Great Aunts place in Steinbach. Uh..my ride sort of bailed on me, so I'm trying to figure out if I should figure something out to get back tomorrow, or just stay here until we leave for the funeral next week. Argh, what to do?! The only reasons I want to go home is because I'd like to get some nicer clothes then jeans for the funeral, and I find it much easier to write thesis stuff at home. It's just not working here.

Eh, we'll see. I'm headed to a coffee shop tomorrow to try to get some writing done on my results chapter, now that I know what I'm writing.

Tonight though? Tonight is all about sewing! Well, cutting out and adjusting the pattern, that is. Oh my gosh, I've needed some creative outlet, and it's nice to get back to this. Cutting myself off entirely was a bad idea.

'Night all. I'm off to do my very first fba (full bust adjustment). YAY!

Current Mood: okay
Current Location: Steinbach, MB

Sitting in a coffee shop in Steinbach, trying to get back into the thesis. But every time I think about writing up the results chapter, I just balk. This has been happening for so long, and I'm not quite sure how to get past it. I think it stems from some of the problems I have with my data (which I'm not getting into here), and I just can't see how to figure it out.

Anyways, I'm sort of useless here at my Aunts place (which I stayed behind to help with packing), since the things that need done have to be completed by her kids. But having no car or license means being stuck here, so I'm chilling until I can catch a ride into the city. Hense the coffee shop and the attempt at writing.

Ah well, at least this place has good lattes, especially with maple spice flavour shot! :D

Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: Steinbach, MB

Breathing is a natural subconscious process. You don't really notice when you do it, but it's an essential part of life. When a lung disease like chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD) sets in, breathing is no longer a subconscious process; it's hard, it's painful, and can be a fight for every breath.

My Great Aunt has fought for nearly every breath for years. She pushed through many illnesses and diseases, including TB and emphysema, and stubbornly trod on with life. Even when she couldn't move very quickly on her own, she still roared around at parties and events, writing and running skits, spending time with her beloved family and friends, kicking our butts in cards, and zipping around on her scooter (and you'd better get out of her way because she stopped for no one).

Early Sunday morning, she finally decided she'd had about enough of the drugs and the pain and the fight for every breath, and took the decision of what to do if this round of antibiotics didn't work out of her kids hands. My wonderfully stubborn Great Aunt decided to join her brothers and a sister, parents, nephews, and my Dad in the Great Unknown, and I'm sure where ever she is, she's playing cards and laughing and probably pulling the wool over someones eyes.

I love you Aunty. Where ever you wind up, give'er hell, and send my love to Dad. xoxoxo

p.s. When I say "give'er hell", I didn't mean us. Could you please stop messing with the coffee maker? Seriously, it stopped working Sunday morning, and we're all getting sick of Timmies. STOP DEPRIVING US OF CAFFEINE OMG.

Current Mood: sad

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