Right before Thanksgiving we found out that my 91 year old grandmother, the one I talked about here, had lymphoma or cancer of the lymph nodes. She found a lump during the summer but has always been in really good health (I mean, she was substitute teaching up until about 2 years ago), so she didn't really see a pressing issue. She spent her summer going to the centennial anniversary of her beloved sorority, Delta Sigma Theta, and then spent October visiting friends in California and attending her high school class reunion with her lifelong best friend. When I tell you granny had some spunk, know that I tell you no lie! After visiting the doctor while in California her diagnosis came back end of October and though we didn't know exactly how much time she had, we knew that it was serious. My sister and I immediately rearranged our Thanksgiving plans and flew to Seattle to be with my mom & grandma for the holiday. My grandma was still very chatty and VERY much her normal self (runnin' things AND people), minus her ability to get around on her own, but it was clear she was in pain. She was put in hospice (home care) shortly after we arrived and my mom asked me to extend my visit to help her care for my granny. My 8 day visit (with 4 days of clothes!) turned into a 6 week experience that I'll never forget.
So I stayed with my mom until after Christmas, at which time she flew back to Atlanta with me for a week and then back home to prep for my grandmother's memorial service at which we were hosting a lot of people from as far as New Jersey and Florida. Though it wasn't the opportune occasion, it was SO good to see all of the people my family has loved and known for years come to Seattle to celebrate my grandma's life. In the end she was very comfortable and ready. She told me one day, "I'd like to live to 100 but if I don't that's okay...I can't really complain about getting cancer at 91." I loved her perspective. So the end of January meant another trip out to Seattle which meant that December and January flew by in a whirlwind...not much time for anything other than family obligations.
Oh! And I celebrated my 35th birthday on February 25th (but I don't look a day over 25, trust me!). For the first time in a decade I threw a great dinner party with 18 of my closest friends and had thee best birthday.
Everything I ever wanted.
(see proof below)
And while I've been super busy with family obligations & work there's been lots of cause for celebration on the business front, too.
More on that to come!
Every time you get close, your ceiling becomes your floor.
But let me first, back up.
When I came home on Monday and found a postcard in my mailbox from Patricia saying I was missed in blogland, I figured it was high time I get back to my duties.