Wordless Wednesday

They're Moving

Okay, so it’s about time I get down to the nitty gritty, and explain why I've been MIA a lot the past few weeks: My parents are moving. Next week if everything goes as planned. Soon followed by my aunt and uncle, to a property right down the road from us. After that, we will be moving into my parents old double wide. Then, we’ll officially be on our own.

It’s all come down to space. We are all family and love each other very much. But we are all too crowded here. So when someone gave my parents the opportunity to rent out a home closer to town, my dad jumped at the offer. My mother was harder to convince, but in the end, she caved. And once they had made the deal they came to us and asked if we wanted the double wide, free of rent. And we JUMPED.

This is going to be a good thing. A much needed change. But I’d be lying if I said everything was peachy. In all honesty, we’ve become very dependent on my parent’s help. It was very convenient for Emery to just walk right over and sit on the porch with her grandma and grandpa while mom and dad caught some extra sleep. Emergencies, or last minute late night trips to the store, were easier to deal with when my parents were RIGHT THERE. And I know that a 20 minute drive isn’t that far, but it will still be an adjustment. One that hasn’t fully sank in just yet. And probably won’t until the packing begins.

Acceptance hasn’t just been hard on us either. As awesome as this move is for my parents, and again it’s not that far, my mother has already had a few little breakdowns. They’re just as attached to Emery as she is to them. They’ve been picking her up early and taking her out as often as possible. They shower her (and us) with gifts. And they keep assuring us that they’ll be available whenever we need them. They’ve even offered to turn the guest room in their new house into a room for us so we can go stay overnight from time to time. My mother keeps saying that she feels like we’re moving states away even though it’s only a few minutes down the road. As silly as that may seem I kind of get how she feels that way. It’s a change.

Now, this isn’t permanent. My parents bought property right down the road from where we currently live and plan on building a home later in the future. So, they’ll be back. And my dad has already told my mother that if she doesn’t like it after six months they can move back, and we’ll gladly move back into the house we’re currently in. It’s that simple. But, I’m pretty sure once they get settled in their new home, they won’t want to move back for awhile. It’s just way more convenient. The house needs a few cosmetic repairs, and a little bit of paint, but other than that it’s pretty much perfect.

So that’s what’s been going on. It’s not anything secret or huge, I just didn’t want to say anything until my parents finally put the money down on it. Because like I stated before, my mother was pretty hard to convince. All last week I was pretty busy with my already crazy schedule but I was also helping them get things ready for the move. In fact, on Tuesday we went and picked out paint for the rooms, and we also went through our storage buildings to see what all they will be taking and leaving behind. It’s been a bit hectic. And until this move happens, our schedules have been completely thrown for a loop. I know I said I was going to be better about blogging, but sometimes, life happens.

I hope everyone has a wonderful week! Here's to getting back to normal. :)

Ro Baby, You're Changing The World

I want to introduce you to Rockstar Ronan. Ronan, who passed away last year due to Neuroblastoma, a type of childhood cancer is the son of Maya Thompson. I can't stress enough, how much Maya and Ro have both impacted my life. He as a "spicy" child who fought with everything he had. She as a mother who never gave up on her baby. Who is still fighting to this day to kick cancer's ass.

I started following Ronan's story about half a year before his passing, through Maya's blog. And their story is just as amazing as it is heartbreaking. I hope you take the time to read her blog. I've laughed with her. I've been angry for her. And I've cried so many tears with and for her. For Ronan. For the life he SHOULD have had but that was stolen by an awful disease. A disease that kills one child every 4 hours.

Sadly, Ronan lost his fight last year, just a week shy of his birthday. Now, even though he's gone, Maya continues to fight the fight. She is a fearless woman, and she's giving cancer a big "FUCK YOU". She is loud and making people listen. Teaching and opening eyes. Shedding light on something that many people choose to be ignorant of. And she is making a huge impact.

Tonight Stand Up 2 Cancer had a a call in fundraiser that aired on local channels (ABC, Fox, etc), but is also being replayed on HBO. If you didn't get a chance to watch it or call in, you can donate by going to their website. Also, Taylor Swift sang a new song, specifically written for Ronan. You can find it on iTunes and if you buy the song, 100% of the proceeds go towards ALL types of cancer research funding and treatments.

Please consider buying the song. I know that some of you may not be a fan of her music, but it's for a wonderful cause! One that we should all be concerned about. And stop by Maya's blog or The Ronan Thompson Foundation website to donate, give words of encouragement, or just leave them lots of love!