On My Own...

It has been a crazy couple of weeks. It seems like nothing happened all summer and then everything happened at once.

Not quite two weeks ago, life got turned upside down. My grandpa has been sick for a long time. Last September the doctors told him he had two weeks to live. Being the man he was, he did all he could to prove them wrong. Tuesday, July 27th, he fell in his living room and broke his hip. Because his health was bad anyway, they could not operate. After three days in the hospital, we moved him home and he passed away 8 hours later, surrounded by family. The next couple of days were hectic. The funeral was Thursday, Aug 5th in Tooele. He was a man that loved fishing, hunting, flying RC airplanes, and fixing anything he could get his hands on.

In the midst of all of that, my family helped me move to Provo. We spent two days moving all my boxes and furniture to Provo, one day unpacking, and one day setting up and decorating. We have made 5 trips to Provo in 7 days. Crazy, I know. My mom and sister came and stayed the night with me this weekend. I loved having them here and really appreciated all their help in setting up my new apartment. Now that most of it is set up, I can focus on my classroom. I have to get it all set up this coming week. I start teacher classes on the 16th and school starts on the 24th. It is coming way too fast!

I have to admit that I am scared to death. This is the fist time I will be truly on my own. I have no roommates, no family, and no hardly anyone in Provo. I guess everyone has to do it sometime.