A long week:
It was a long one for sure, who knew what would happen next. Thought it might get better, thought it might get worse, guess we survive, and that counts for something. But nonetheless, it was a long week. It started out with the news my great-aunt died. It ended with my minivan biting the dirt and the scramble to replace it 6 months earlier than planned. There was a myriad of crap in between that I can’t really tell because that’s in the personal, I only tell my closest friends category; not real bad stuff, jus the normal life struggle everyone has. Oh, yeah, there was diabetes struggles too, like always. I don’t even want to write a blog post, but something spurned me to share; don’t know what, but I started to peck away in this program call Word. So let me recap the long week and tell you the significance of its meaning.
My great-aunt passed away over the previous weekend, she was over 90. The last few years have been hard for her, wheel chair bound and in poor health. She was my Grandmothers younger sister, my dad’s mom’s sister, the more complicated explanation in detail. I never met my grandmother, she died when my dad was around 14 and 6 months after her youngest daughter was born. My great-aunt filled the role as grandmother. She was the kindest of souls, for sure, real, true and very kind.
Whenever she had a get together at her cottage in the summer, she would invite all my dad’s siblings, their kids, grand kids and the likes. It was always a weekend I looked forward to. I always got many hugs from her, welcomed I always felt that her summer cottage. I felt at home. In a different sort of way I got a glimpse of my grandmother through the kindness of my great-aunt. She too had diabetes, the ironic part of the story.
She had Type 2 Diabetes, her dad (my great-grandfather) and my dad too. Type 2 is a bit hereditary also. My great-grandfather was a small little farmer who grew his own food and worked 7 days week. My dad grew up on a farm, has a huge garden to this day, and it thin guy, and doesn’t fit the mold the media makes of Type 2 Diabetics. None of them fit that mold.
Nonetheless my great-aunt was an awesome lady. I never once heard her say anything negative to anyone or about anyone. Also never heard her complain once, but she has many reasons. She lost her first husband a few years after she married. Left with 3 kids she remarried the man I always called uncle. He’s a class guy himself. I’ve learned a few life lessons with him just saying one sentence. I won’t tell the stories, but believe me; I remember them 20 plus years later. She lost her sister, a very young grandson and far too many loved ones early in their lives. And she tears in her eyes watching me check my daughter’s blood sugars. I didn’t even think at the time to move to where she couldn’t see us that day, didn’t think it would affect her like that. But on Monday I said goodbye. Enough said about that.
A week stacked with night-time hypos looked like it would flow into a peaceful long weekend. I got out of work early on Thursday and was to get out Friday afternoon; a rare Friday night off. It was not peaceful though, on Thursday the Transmission shuttered a few mile from home on the freeway, the RPMs went way up. We limped home and there the Caravan would stay. When I put it into reverse it sounds like a cat in a blender, not good. I use to be a mechanic many moons ago, so I can say with certainty, the transmission is gone.
It’s been the best car I’ve ever owned, hands down. I got a great deal on it when I bought it and had no problems until this year. Now it a good parts van, that’s about it. I even kissed in on the fender and said goodbye, sound corny, I don’t think so. 6 ½ years of warrior service is pretty darn good. I got a great value, and then some.
I had planned on getting closer to finishing the girls bedroom too, didn’t happen. Between looking at cars, borrowing a car (thank you Jim and Kay for being so kind and loaning your extra car), the remodel got lost in the shuffle. Lost in the shuffle was time with my beautiful wife.
With that said, this post is done, I’ll sign off and pick up again soon. We did find another van, great deal and exactly what we needed. Maybe I’ll post about that. This coming week will be busy too, we pick up the van Tuesday. I have to try to set up a time for a friend to help install a new furnace. I have lots to do. Take care.