life...

yayyy i got my G2 : ) woot woot

and thanks for the talk yesterday mel : ) haha our awesome 1hr phone conversation. man just so many things im discontent about...just have to get it all out. ahha and when dt comes back, we'll yell about it to him too.

so..my day was...very scary..and i don't know....so i woke up this morning to drive my brother to swimming and went with my mom to my grandparents where i had to sit there till like....12 with my grandma while everybody else took my grandpa to see the doctor to do an ultrasound or something. then i went out for lunch with my grandparents...only to have my grandpa come to the restaurant and not being able to exactly breathe properly because apparently he was lying down too long at the doctors..so my mom had to drive to the restaurant to get him home...but we realized something was wrong...cuz he was breathing abnormally and he was just weak...like my mom & my aunt had to literally lift him up. so they got scared...and decided to bring him to the hospital..so now im sitting at home..with both my parents at the hospital with my grandpa who is currently in critical condition and is staying overnight at the hospital.

so that's not exactly how my day was SUPPOSED to go..but it's amazing how God opens up your eyes. so before lunch, my grandma came and showed me all these photo albums of things like my mom's wedding or when my aunts were younger and things like that and watching as people change..and looking at the pictures of my grandpa and seeing how thin and weary he's grown, it made me realize the fragility of life (if that's even a word) I mean...when my brother and i got home, my brother asked me..."do you think he's going to live?" it made me angry..i mean how negative could u get..but at the same time...it's a reasonable question to ask. and it scares me. I've never been to a funeral my entire life...and God has truly blessed me. but today, feeling a totally different anxiety and fear for someone else's life...it's scary. I mean...after lunch when i went back to the apartment with my grandma to keep her company...i realized i couldnt sit still or stop worrying about my grandfather and whether or not he's okay.

life is precious...and God has showed me that. and He's also showed me that sometimes the only thing you could do is pray.