Saying Good Bye, a Birthday, and No Insurance....AGAIN.

Have I ever mentioned how bad I hate Mondays?

Cause I do.

Especially this week.

Today we lost my grandma. I'll be honest. It hurts. Alot.

My grandma was there for me when my mom had to be at work to provide for us kids. She would pick me up everyday after school all through elementray and and middle school.

We would sneak to Mcdonalds without my grandpa knowing and she would get a Hamburger, no pickles, and I would get a Happy Meal. Everytime on the way home she would say, "Now Remember, Grandpa doesn't need to know about this."

I would just giggle and zip my lips and throw away the key.

The last three years I haven't been able to be there for her as much as I wanted to. I know she has been going downhill, but let's face it, when you pretty much live at Primary Children's Hospital for those three years you kind of loose touch with alot of your family members.

My life the last three years has been centered on keeping Rhett with us.

Of course we would always pick up the phone and call each other. We'd laugh about how much Andy and my Grandpa were alike, and how they drove us crazy sometimes, but we just can't help but love them.

My grandma played a big part in who I am today.

This is the last time my family was able to be with her together.

Thanksgiving Day 2008

It's been a rough day. Every once in a while a memory will come on strong, and it hurts to breathe.

I know she is in a better place. She's had a beautiful reunion with my grandpa, and my uncle, as well as her twin sister who she loved so much.

Still doesn't mean that I don't hurt knowing that I can no longer touch her sweet fragile skin, nor smell her smell. Things that I never want to forget.

What an amazing woman she was, and how much she will be missed.

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Tomorrow is Chloee's Birthday. She is going to be 7.

Yeah, I know she is growing up so fast. My only little girl.

The one who holds me when I cry in a house full of testosterone. The one who shares my love of shoes, my love of shopping, and my love of all things pink.

We wanted to do something special for her for her birthday, and had planned on getting her tickets to Taylor Swift.

The girl eats sleeps and breathes Taylor. She knows every word to every song Taylor has ever sang.

I thought it would be a great way to spend some one on one time with my little girl who has fought some of her own battles, and been put through so much with her little brother.

However, we found out today that Rhett lost his insurance again, and whaddya know, we have to use the money for medical supplies for this month.

Don't get me wrong. I am so thankful that we have the money to spend for Rhett's supplies. It could be so much worse. It has been so much worse.

I think I'm more dissapointed than Chloee will be about the whole concert thing. She will be happy with just a birthday cake and knowing that she gets to spend the day with us.

I'll decorate the house for her and make a special dinner. Andy has the day off, so knowing that her Daddy will be here will be exactly what she wants.

Remember? This is the little girl who told Santa that all she wanted for Christmas was for her family to have the best Christmas ever.

She gets what life is about. More than most kids her age.

She is so beautiful, and I am so happy I have such an amazing little girl.

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So the whole no insurance thing.

It should be just temporary. Andy just made a little too much, so we didn't qualify.

We are on the waiting list for DSPD, which once Rhett gets on that, the insurance will go by the fact that he has a disability, not by our income.

That day can't come soon enough I tell ya.

If it's one thing I have learned, it's been that things always work out in the end.

No matter how much we worry and how much we stress, it isn't going to change how things are.



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Andy and I also celebrated our 11 yr anniversary yesterday. We stayed home and were sick together.

We are Par-tay animals I tell ya.

Either that or we have just come to realize that no matter what you do to celebrate, as long as you are together, that is truly all that matters.