It Was a Tough Day

Dear Friends,

My trip to America has been an emotional roller coaster.  I'm 2/3 of the way through it now, and  I am constantly reminded of everything I miss here in the United States.  Some things are silly, like my favorite hairdresser, or my love of driving, and eating (hello English food really does suck).  

But the most important thing I miss about living in England, is my friends and family.  I no longer get the wuzzup texts from my sister, or the OMG texts from my girl friends.  Sometimes I get the long emails, where people tell me there is nothing to tell me - but let's be honest there is always something to talk about with your family and friends, it just takes a lot of effort to recall it in letter formation.

Today I went to the hospital.  My Uncle John is going to die.  I'm not sure if I will ever see him alive again.  As I left I said "cya later" without much expectation of actually seeing him later.  In four short months cancer has destroyed his body and watching him writhing in pain and struggling to breathe is a horrifying experience.  

My dad is a pretty stoic guy, and he told me this was just a part of life.  But this is not a part of everyone's life.  Not everyone would be so lucky as to have their large family at their side at all times.  Some people might not have a family, some people might have a family that is falling apart, emotionally broken, full of drama and issues.  My family is not like that.  My family is not perfect, but the love and support within that hospital room today was palpable.  I feel very blessed to be a small part of that and to be reminded so strongly of that during my short stay here.

My Grandma is having the very emotionally draining task of watching her son die.  A few days ago she said that she was praying to God for a miracle, but she now knows that she was praying for the wrong thing.  He will not make a full recovery, so she is praying that God's will be done.  

Sometimes events occur that remind you of whats important, and faith and family are on the top of that list.  Living abroad I constantly miss my loved ones back home, but I am so thankful to know that whenever we make it home and I guess even if we don't -  that support system will be waiting for me.

Please keep my family in your prayers.  We are prayers, and we'd sure appreciate it.  I will be thinking of you and your families too.  I hope you are all as lucky as me.

Love,

Kelly