Well it has been a crazy month. Life's typical madness of running around and now finally a moment of quiet but not by choice. After how many months of trying to figure out the kids car pool situation so that Dimitri can go to rehearsals for his play. They finally performed and of course me being mom crying as I see my boy up there doing such a good job acting things out. Unfortunately to get all of to slow it down a bit was my grandfather who past away Sunday night. He was 87 years old and only if I could believe that any of us would live that long. It was expected but not so soon. To be there and watch the process of his body shut down, and in the end to watch them take him away was the hardest part. There has been a lot of thinking over the weekend about how he immigrated over from Greece to to the US so that we have a better opportunity and that really showed this past weekend. Despite my disagreements with my family members the fact that we all pulled together to get my grandmother through this and to be there in a moment of hard times was an amazing feeling. It was still hard to deal with memories of my childhood, and to be so grateful of where my life is and my husband and children. Even with all the doctors and pokes and medication I am so happy to be where I am at, with the ones I love. Never giving up on hope and the fact that I was given a choice I need to take advantage and help be part of the movement of people with Thal living longer. So many others have given me hope it is time to relax and enjoy my kids and have faith they may actually live as long as Papou.
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