I had three grandparents pass away this semester. I am left with no more grandparents to share life with. I truly lost a generation in my life. My Grandma passed away from a long battle with Alzhiemer’s a few days after I moved away from Seattle. Two weeks later, her husband, my Grandpa…passed away from a very short battle with lung cancer. It was sudden and devastating. I flew home for their combined funeral. It was romantic and so incredibly sad. I grew a lot through being away from my family during this time and getting to rely on my husband. The holidays were hard without them and it was weird to fly home and not have my Grandpa there to talk to about my adventures in Boston and being married. The day before I flew back to Boston, we got a phone call from my aunt saying my Nana was in the hospital, fighting hard with her lung disease. I was able to spend the day with her in the hospital and say goodbye, but she went to heaven the day I flew back to Boston. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to fly back for her memorial due to grad school commitments. I expected a lot more years with them, but God had another plan. It is hard to think about not having grandparents on earth anymore, but I am so thankful they have restored bodies and are living it up with Jesus together. They left a BIG impact on my life and I hope I can live up to what they hoped for me to become.
Monthly Archives: January 2012
The big move. We moved to Boston on August 26, 2011. We flew to NY where Tucker’s parents live. We stayed there for a few days and then drove from there to Boston with only our suitcases full of clothes. We got into Boston on the evening of September 1st. The day might not mean much to people reading this… but to Bostonians that date means A LOT. It is moving day for Boston. Every lease is on a 9/1-8/31 lease and this day is what our broker called a sh*t-show. Mattresses laying on the sidewalk, piles of trash stacked up on the curbs, hours and hours worth of traffic, funiture being lifted by ropes into 3rd story apartment windows. We had to pick up our apartment key from the broker’s office that night and traffic was so bad that I got out of the car walked a few blocks, got the key, walked back to our car and the car hadn’t even moved an inch. After an hour and a half of driving around to find a parking spot, we parked and walked to our apartment. We unlocked the door to find a dirty, empty apartment. We slowly unpacked, with nothing but clothes and an air mattress. We ended up walking around looking for garage sales and furnished our apartment from a single garage sale. We scrubbed our apartment and slowly it started to kind of feel like home. It was a moving experience like NO other, and it is pretty funny to look back at. However, it is not so funny to think that September 1st is going to be approaching sooner than we know it.
With an engagement being only three weeks… and a move happening 6 days after the wedding day….there wasn’t much room for a honeymoon. We did want to get away from home, but we didn’t want to get on a plane. We stayed two nights at the Snoqualmie Falls resort Salish Lodge. We had a beautiful room on the river…with a loud roar of the falls when we opened our deck doors. Our stay included a 5 or 6 course breakfast the next morning. Then, our bridal party drove up to snoqualmie falls and brought a bunch of intertubes, and we floated the river all day together. We talked about all the funny things that happened during the wedding day…we talked about our future plans….and we talked about how much we would miss each other when we are across the country. It was such a fun way to spend the day after our wedding. I know it will go down as one of my favorite memories. We then drove into the mountains and went to Leavenworth, WA. Tucker had never been, and I had only been for a day here and there. We enjoyed laughing at the quaint town and we were able to take a short hike into the mountains and find a beautiful spot on the river. No one was around and we felt like we had to have traveled for days to be at a spot that beautiful, but no…it was only an hour away from home. My dream was to go to Santorini, Greece. I am still holding out. I’m thinking that would be a GREAT graduation present!
August 20th 2011 was the day I had dreamt about my whole life. I got to marry the boy that God made for me. It was a whirlwind of a month and it was perfect. He proposed on July 31st 2011, leaving me 21 days to plan a wedding. By the grace of God, and the grace of my wonderful friend Dani… our wedding was the wedding of my dreams. The ceremony in the church my mom grew up in….the reception in my parent’s backyard with my dad bbqing for all the guests. It was Father of the Bride reincarnate. My mom was busy taking care of my grandparents during this time..but was gracious enough to listen to me get excited about each and every detail I was quickly planning. I did ask two things of her:
1. She had to go with me to buy my wedding dress.
2. She had to watch Father of the Bride with me before my wedding (an old family favorite)
Those were two of my best memories during the whirlwind I call my engagement. My friend Dani and I ran around Seattle every chance we had collecting as many decorations as possible. Ikea soon became our best friend… and Jo-ann Fabrics soon became our worst enemy. My friend Janessa was getting married two weeks after me, and was a great help with wedding planning advice (considering she had been engaged for a bit longer than I 🙂 ) My mom, cousins and aunts were my everything on the wedding day because they played every “hired role” imaginable: Caterer, DJ, Wedding Coordinator, EmCee…you name it and they were doing it. I have been told by many people that it didn’t seem like a wedding that was pulled off in 21 days, and its because I am surrounded by wonderful, compassionate, loyal friends and family. It was truly a night to remember.