I can’t believe it took me this long to post this, but it’s finally out. You’ve got to remember while reading this that I wrote it three weeks ago ha.

Losing people is hard. I don’t think I realized how hard it truly is, until now when I’ve lost someone. I mean, the whole reason we’re in California is because my Great Grandma Elsie passed away, but it never really hit me, that she was gone, until we got here. My great grandma was amazing. She was 95 when she died, outliving her husband, my great grandpa Harry, by a few years. She was one of the strongest Christian women I knew, and she was one of those people you loved being around because you never knew what she was going to do next. The Grandma Elsie most of my friends know is the one who visited us a couple years ago, and danced in the aisles in church. Is there a word for someone like that? Someone unpredictable. I guess that’s the only word for it, but it’s kind of harsh for the soft-hearted woman I’m describing. I don’t know. She went to a church that had a female pastor [which I think is awesome] and 50% of the congregation was either gay or lesbian. We visited once and went to church with her. That something I will never, ever forget. It wasn’t bad, that’s not why I’ll remember, but my Grandma Elsie was friends with this lesbian couple, and she would have them over to her house all the time. We met them when we went to church and I’ve got to say, when my grandma Elsie died I’ll bet they grieved as much as her family did. Going to that church was awesome, seeing the messed up people that my grandma impacted every Sunday. How cool, that she ministered to people that needed it so bad. Being the wonderful Christian woman that she was. And another thing, you were never able to leave her presence without getting something. Whether it was a physical thing or just an emotional or spiritual thing. She always gave something. And the atmosphere was always “bouncy” when she was present. Bouncy or Joyful are the perfect words for her. Dang… I miss her. I only saw her like, 5 times in my life and she impacted me so much. Being here is hard. Losing people is hard. I know I’m going to see her again. But dang, the time she’s not here is a hard time. A real hard time. She called everyone “Love” or “Darling.” She had a hard time remembering who was who when it came to my brothers, and she told Josiah one day, after calling him Jeremiah and getting corrected,
“I’m just going to call all of you Darling.” She was so great. I miss her. A lot.

By the time I post this we will probably be back home. There isn’t any internet at my grandma’s house. That’s where we’re staying. Not that it makes It any easier… everything smells like her. But at the moment I’m at a Starbucks, but I didn’t realize that you have to be registered to use the internet here, and it’s bogus. My Uncle Gordon is with me and we’re both having a heck of a time trying to sign into the internet here. We had to get cards and all this crud having to make accounts and blah and blah and blah. Well I’m finally on but I won’t post this because I’m not finished talking. By the time I post this it will probably be next week haha. How weird.

See what did I tell you? This is like the week-long post. Because it’s Monday now. I know you people are just reading this like… uh whaa? It’s been 10 seconds. But it hasn’t been 10 seconds for me! I’m just saving the doc. I’m typing this up on to my laptop and typing on it whenever I have time. Right now its 11:15 on Monday night and I should not be up! But we just got home[WHAAAHOOO!] and I’m not quite sleepy… well being in California was a blast, but I am sooo glad to be home. I get so homesick. It’s insane. Tomorrow is a crazy day of unpacking and uploading pictures and clothes washing and eating somewhere in there and some more unpacking. It’s going to be crazy. Hopefully I’ll get this dang thing posted by tomorrow but who knows. Well, I think I’m going to bed because I’m getting tired. I’ll try to get the rest of this written up and posted tomorrow. Goodnight for now. Btw I’m sleeping with a quilt that they gave me to bring home and it smells like Grandma Elsie. No tears though… no tears tonight I promise. I’ll write more tomorrow. Sweet dreams.

And now it’s Sunday, June 21, 2009, Father’s day. Happy Dad’s day all you guys. We appreciate ya’ll. I’m really sorry it took so long to post this. Anyway, being in California was a blast. I’ll post pictures as soon as I get time. All last week was basketball camp so I’ve been a little busy. I update my twitter all the time though, so you can check that, my username is Danyell_F now, not BrownHorseHair. And check out my TwitPic too, I just posted a picture of me and one of the Basketball coaches who looked crazily like Lil’ Wayne. He was awesome, totally hilarious and really nice. I’m glad I’ve got the picture. =] http://twitpic.com/80oeg

I’ll get a better update on here soon. Or so I say…