Holy shit whatta week! It seems impossible that it's only Monday. No, I havent really been busy and no I havent left the house ramming around yet this week. Yet, I feel like a whole week's passed already. Why? Well let's just say a couple blasts from my other life managed to look me up yesterday. I dont know how they managed it to be honest because I dont believe that I was using this nick when I knew them best. I could be mistaken.
Late last night, I checked my email in preparation for getting ready for bed. Like many here know, I have a pretty much set pattern for my day to day workings...especially on days hubby works. Last thing I do is check the email. In my email was a memo from this site here saying I had a comment on one of my older posts from a name I didn't recognize right off. Something about the last part of the nick was really familiar. So I read the comment and this person introduced herself and seemed to be very happy to find me. I sat there and mulled it over. I walked away from the computer for a few minutes and when I got back to it, I Googled the name to see if I could figure out who it was. I found that the name in question had a Facebook account. Ok...pull it up and there's a smiling face looking back at me that is so familiar but I couldnt understand why. I looked farther and there was a MySpace account...*click* and that same smiling face is looking back at me. Then...omg ...then I knew who it was and had to walk away from my computer. Hubby asked what was wrong because I had tears in my eyes and all I could say was "omg...I know who it is". After a few minutes to compose myself I told him who this person was. Im not certain if he's happy with this development to be honest because he got real quiet. All I can hope for is understanding because this young lady that contacted me, well her family was a big part of my life for about a decade. Who was it you ask? Well it was one of my nieces from that last marriage. My comment back to her is in my Strange Phone Call post. I told her, basically, that I was fine with communication so long as she wasnt going to get in trouble with the family over it. Last thing I needed was to have this lovely young lady getting grief at home over this issue. So after leaving my comment I popped into my Myspace account. Do you see it coming? You should. No, there wasnt a message from her there, but there was a sweet letter from her older sister waiting on me in there with a friend request. Yet again...tears in my eyes while reading the kind words they had to say to me and the realization that at least part of the family really didnt hate me in the slightest. In fact, the way it read, I was missed...ALOT. So I wrote back to the older sister (again reservations on how the family will react to this communication) and accepted the friend request. I signed my message "just plain ol" because technically Im no longer their aunt and I really wasnt sure how to sign a letter to them anymore.
I didnt sleep too well last night. I didnt get to bed until 3am because I was so excited and scared at the same time. The clock read 3:22am the last time I looked at it. When I got up at 10:30am, I fired up the computer and eschewing my normal pattern.....well I fired up myMySpace account before anything else. There's a very nice, very long note from the first sister sitting in there. I've scanned it over and will be going to answer it in a few. I just gotta find the right words. Seems like I wasnt the only one taking all the blame for that jerk's actions. Baby girl, if you read this before I get to answer the other note....you are NOT to blame for his actions. Never ever let him let you think that way because the minute you do...he's won. Now if I can only learn to take my own advice eh?
I got note via email from a friend today asking for a prayer request. It seems we've had some sad news. The gal whose wedding Im going to this weekend? Well her gramma died last night around 9:30pm. Needless to say, the bride and her mom are extremely devastated over this. No, the wedding hasnt been cancelled...my friend is stronger than that. Much stronger than me because I would have cancelled for sure. She's going on with the wedding because that's what her gramma would have wanted. My friend's driving to Syracuse (NY) today to help with the arrangements and I think they're going to try and get gramma buried quickly so there's still a day or two before the wedding to grieve. Anyhow, the family could use some prayers, good thoughts, candles lit...whatever it is ya'll do. Thanks bunches.
Are you sure it's only Monday? *checks again* Feels like it should be at least Wednesday already....
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An emotional roller coaster always seems to makes time seem like it really going fast and really slow at the same time to me. No wonder you think it ought to be Wednesday already.
Wow. Reconnecting into the past is can be a head-spinning thing.
*hugs* I'll light a "candle" for your friend's Grandmother and hope your friend has the wedding she has dreamed of having.
I'm not surprised you feel like it should be at least Wednesday. As Iggy said, an emotional rollercoaster like that ca make it seem that way. But it's definately only Monday (actually, it's just turned to Tuesday here, but it's still Monday for you). *HUGS*
Wow, what a blast from the past. I hope everything works out ok being back in contact with them.
My condolences to your friend's family on the loss of her gramma. I'm sure she'd want them to still go ahead with the wedding, despite their grief.
Hugs!
I'm with Iggy and chicagolady. And I hope they can go on with the wedding with the knowledge that her grandmother is watching over her. My condolences to the family, too.
Glad your "niece" got back in touch with you.
I'm so sorry to hear about your friend's Grandma.
It's Thursday now. I hope things are ok. :-)
Maybe you should lock yourself in the cupboard under the stairs until Friday comes along :)
Sad about your maties nanny.... my nanny died 3 days before me older sister got married, back when I was 10.... no wonder I look so miserable as a bridesmaid.... oh, no, it wasnt cos of nanny it was cos of the bloody aweful YELLOW as a dandylion short dress and stupid bonnet they made me wear, and me being a Tom boy and all lol...... you can just imagine the state of the dress by the end of the reception LMFAO.....
Its strange when faces of the past come out and find you.... hope it all goes well.....
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Thanks all for the condolences. I'll pass them along.
You're all entirely right..and this was definitely an emotional thing. Most especially since this connection belonged to that area of my past that I'd most like to forget for the most part. Well the one part of the past...the family always good to me so I'd rather not forget them entirely if I can at all help it.
LOL@marmie...good idea! A vacation in Harry's Cupboard/Closet is an absolutely wonderful thought. Oh my...dandelion yellow? *shakes head*...I dont look good in that color either.
PS: Welcome aboard Whimsical!
You can laff...... I spent many many hours and sometimes days locked in the cupboard under the stairs..... I didnt mind to much, cos I had me books, until my father realised it wasnt scary for me, so he took the lightbulb out so I couldnt read and it was dark... they forgot I was in there a few times and I would have to sleep on the pile of coats LOL...... so, ya see, not all the parts in films are made up...... maybe oneday I will blob about it LOL and how the first thing I did when we bought this house was rip out the cupboard under the stairs..
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Oh. NO fun...not at all. Sorry to hear that. While growing up, I never had one. We were always set in our rooms as punishment and if that didnt work...there was the paddle. The one we have now is my first ever so it's a novelty still.
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