Monday, June 29, 2009

Postpone Production

The story of my life during the past week

I know, I haven’t written in a very long time…but I really have reasons, not excuses. My life is presently on “hold” status, like a postpone production in Hollywood. Summer isn’t really fantastic up to now, as a matter of fact when the series of unfortunate events started it was on Thursday…the first day of rain. Until now we haven’t had a day with sunshine, not one. Could this be a sign?
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Stand Out
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It's all about being original
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My last post dates back to Thursday, so I guess I’ll need to pick up where I left it, being past Firday. I got up relatively early that morning since Em had organized a day for me as part of my “post birthday celebration thing”. I wasn’t aware of much; she’d basically drag me here and there, one location to the next. It was really enjoyable; it kind of took me away for a bit and made me forget everything that was happening. First we went to the movies to see the premiere of “My Sister’s Keeper”. It was such a good film, really emotional and I recommend it for everyone out there. After that we caught a bus (I was unaware of where we were going) and landed at the mall in Ottawa. I was really wondering where she could possibly take me…and to my surprise it was on the mall’s 4th floor, being the roof! I had personally never adventured there and I felt so dumb of never having done so. It’s so beautiful, like a mixture of park ambience in this urban landscape. I added it to my photography location list. Then we headed to a very fancy restaurant in the market; at first it was SO awkward since everybody was in suits and ties…while we were…well…I guess we were somewhat fancy. Anyways, it was very good and the service was absolutely fantastic. Best of all, I was sitting next to the ex-mayor of Ottawa...kind of intimidating…

Finally Saturday (I’m not done with my post yet), it was my birthday! I didn’t want anything really special for my birthday; I basically wanted to spend time with my family. Some people might say that it’s your 16th birthday and it only happens once in your life but I can surely say that I’ll remember my 16th birthday for the rest of my life. Around the time of supper…maybe a bit after, the phone rings and it’s for me. When I picked up it was my aunt from Seattle. I was glad to talk to her since I don’t usually get the chance. But somehow she seemed quite unwell on the phone, as if she was really confused. I didn’t say anything so I waited until something popped up. It was predictable. She informed me that my trip to Seattle will be reschedule since my grandmother, being her mother, isn’t going well right now and it would be a waste to go down to Seattle and needing to come back a few days after. Nobody is to blame here. Sure I’m disappointed and all, I really wanted to leave on the 1st of July, but a little trip compared to the health of a family member is quite minimalist. I kept on saying to myself “let’s not be selfish now” but somehow it was stronger than me to feel as if someone was responsible. To bad, the blame wasn’t attributed to anyone.

I haven’t written in so long that I completely forgot what happened on Sunday. One thing is that Em came over…but other than that I entirely forgot. I guess it wasn’t a very important day after all, seeing as Sunday’s aren’t the best days.
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Crashing Down
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Come crashing down into my world anyday
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Now I can say “Finally Monday” since it puts an end to this post. Monday was an action packed day; it was the climax of the whole situation with my grandmother. My dad left that morning to go to work and my mom stayed with me since I needed to go pass my driver’s license in the morning. I was really stressed out, so stressed out that I felt sick while trying to answer the questionnaire. But I guess I underestimated myself, I always do, since I passed with only 2 mistakes out of 40 questions. I’m now eligible to drive! I was really happy, everybody was…but not for that long. When I got home, with Em, the phone rang and my dad told my mom that he was leaving work since my grandma was really not going well. Only a few hours later, if not minutes, the phone rings again and this time my dad states that my grandma only has a few hours to live. It was really a slap in the face…in a few hours the family would never be the same…the world would never be the same. Its freaky how, as I get older, these kinds of situations seem to hit me harder and harder.

Until now nothing happened, my grandmother is running the last mile. Sooner than later the family will need to take the decision of letting her go and watch her slowly fade away since right now she’s already dead…she’s only physically alive through machines. I learned much in my 16 years of existence with her, but all good things must come to an end…

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