Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Oy Vey...

I have been a horrible blogger lately...I do appologize for those of you that check back here on a regular basis and have been disappointed in my lack of writing as of late.  I have been dealing with a lot on a personal level, and spending as much time with my parents as I possibly can.  Losing my Aunt has been difficult on all of us, so we are trying to help each other through it.  Thank you all for your kind words and support.  I really, truely do appreciate it.  And I promise that I will be back in full blogging force very soon!

In the meantime, I am going to Florida this weekend!  This trip has been planned for a long time now (the FABULOUS Kiley Laughlin is getting married), and it honestly could have not come at a better time.  My little shoulders had picked up a lot of weight over the past 2 weeks, and I need some time to let loose and have fun with the people that I love the most.  I leave on Friday evening and I will be back on Tuesday night!

So since I am leaving, I decided to avoid grocery shopping this week.  I am doing my Shakeology cleanse instead!  Today is day 2 and so far so good!  Yesterday, towards the end of the day I was REALLY struggling, my stomach was growling and I was getting grouchy.  LUCKILY I am not doing it alone!  The wonder Juri Gilbert is doing hers as well, so we are helping each other with encouraging messages!  I may have given in to food last night if not for her!  So far today I have had 1 shake, 1 cup of green tea, and I am working on my water.  I will let you know how much I lose!  I can already see a difference in my tummy...the tummy fat that I gained from all of the funeral food last week has disappeared.  I am ready for the beach this weekend now!

Anywho, I promise to blog again tomorrow and Friday, just to let you know about my cleanse.  Then next week, expect a FULL recap of my rejuvenating weekend with family and friend in Florida :)


Thursday, May 5, 2011

Some things are never easy...

Well, I know that it has been a few days, but this has been the longest week of my life.

I spent an awesome weekend in Chicago with two of the most wonderful ladies...and we had a blast!  But my life forever changed about halfway between Chicago and Pittsburgh on Monday.  I lost a large part of my life.  My Aunt Karen passed away.

She was taken to the hospital last Tuesday because of an infection...She had an abscess tooth that she let go for far too long.  Aunt Karen was in poor health to begin with, so the infection was a lot worse for her than it would have been for you and me.  They operated on Thursday night, and she went into cardiac arrest on Friday morning.  My parents didn't tell me because they wanted me to enjoy my weekend way with my friends.  She was breathing through a tube and having a really rough time.

The weekend was long for Aunt Karen, but she was a fighter...she had a long, tough life in fact.  She had Turner's Syndrome, and we just found out.

When she passed, my Mom, Dad, and Aunt Lynnie were with her.  Aunt Karen knew that it was her time to go...she defied all odds her whole life and she is in a much better place now.  She is with her Mom and Dad, her Aunt, and most of all, her best friend Norma Jean.

Aunt Karen, I may not have said it enough, or even showed it...But you are one of the bravest, toughest, most amazing women that I have ever and will ever know.  You showed me that no matter what life throws at you, you can enjoy your life.  I wish that I would have seen you in the last couple of days of your life, but you know how well I deal with hospitals.  I will love you forever...and I will never, ever forget you.

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
- Mary Frye