i'm a mess. i am so stressed that my insides are all screwed up. i have a perpetual stomach ache and a nagging migraine. my sleep habits are way off. these next 2 weeks are going to be absolute hell. just thinking about it makes me want to curl up in the corner and cry. i just want to finish out my college career on a good note, but i'm so overwhelmed that i don't know how i'm going to get through each day. i have a feeling it's going to be the longest 2 weeks of my life.
easter weekend was pretty cool. i got to spend time with the family, and on saturday we went through my granny's house claiming old furniture and antiques and keepsakes. she passed away a year ago and all of the grandchildren (me included) didn't have a time before now to go through the house and pick out what each of us wanted to take. it was difficult. i wanted everything, but at the same time knew that i didn't need (or have room for) much at all. the house i'm talking about is the house my family moved in to when they came to america from slovakia in 1906. my granny was born in that house in 1916 and lived there her entire life with the exception of 5 or so years while her husband was away in the war. imagine the history in that house. it felt so weird going through and taking things. i felt like i was destroying my family's history. the saddest thing is that i think the farm is going to have to be sold. it is in the middle of nowhere in farming and coal-mining territory. none of the younger people in the family want to move out there, for social and economic reasons. all of the older people in the family are settled down and don't want to move out there for one reason or another. it makes me so sad to think about it all, and my mom is at her wit's end. i miss my granny. her and i were such kindred spirits. she always made everything all better. i wish i was one of those people who could communicate with spirits. i need my granny.
easter weekend was pretty cool. i got to spend time with the family, and on saturday we went through my granny's house claiming old furniture and antiques and keepsakes. she passed away a year ago and all of the grandchildren (me included) didn't have a time before now to go through the house and pick out what each of us wanted to take. it was difficult. i wanted everything, but at the same time knew that i didn't need (or have room for) much at all. the house i'm talking about is the house my family moved in to when they came to america from slovakia in 1906. my granny was born in that house in 1916 and lived there her entire life with the exception of 5 or so years while her husband was away in the war. imagine the history in that house. it felt so weird going through and taking things. i felt like i was destroying my family's history. the saddest thing is that i think the farm is going to have to be sold. it is in the middle of nowhere in farming and coal-mining territory. none of the younger people in the family want to move out there, for social and economic reasons. all of the older people in the family are settled down and don't want to move out there for one reason or another. it makes me so sad to think about it all, and my mom is at her wit's end. i miss my granny. her and i were such kindred spirits. she always made everything all better. i wish i was one of those people who could communicate with spirits. i need my granny.
1. Get a roll of wax paper and unfurl it.
2. Take a marker and trace your hands, facing outwards, about five feet apart.
3. Connect the lines of the wrists until they meet at the center, making what looks like a long strip with fingers at the ends.
4. Cut along the line.
5. Wrap it around yourself and go "aaaaaahhhh...."
Yeah. That's a hug. From ME.