I don't blog. I don't use Myspace or Facebook, so please excuse me, but I just needed to put this somewhere.
Not looking for sympathy or condolences. I am going to post and the go on to other things to keep my mind from driving me crazy.
How ever you deal with things like this, prayer, or whatever I would lke you to say some prayers for my sister, brothers and all the grand and great grandchildren. They aren't taking this well at all. Everyone loved Grandma Bonnie>
My mom "Bonnie" passed away at 12:30pm yesterday and I just need to put this somewhere. I may not make much since, so sorry about that. You don't have to reply. I probably will not come in to read this anytime soon. Just need to do it, so I can try to put my mind back into things I need to take care of now.
My mom was very ill, but she was not going to go out without a fight. She had to be helped to do so much, but there was always hope she would somehow get better and she's be around for a lot more years.
She wasn't feeling well last week and was taken by ambulance to the hospital. This has been something that is more the norm than anyone could imagine. She had been injured a few weeks before and hadn't completely healed, so when she tried to help them move her in the ER she somehow fell from the bed and fractured 6 (was just healing from 3) of her vertabrat(sp). She had been sent to rehab hospitals before because of different issues to work with phyical therapists and others and then she's go home. Then there would always be another trip to the hospital, but she always came home.
The hospital supplied a list of places and my brother checked them out. He is disabled having lost his eye and has some other permenant damage from an injury and yes you can loss and eye with a rubberband! He's dealing with legal and medical issues and spent the last few months taking care of my mom. My baby brother was there also and between the two of them they looked after my mom and her boyfriend who has also been ill for years and years. My surviving sister and I help as we could, but have both been dealing with kids and some issues that we couldn't let go, but even if we weren't there, we would call and talk. My mom could make 2 house phone batteries completely die in one conversation. LOL..........Leaving her housr after hours long visits meant you sat in the driveway and talked with the motor running for 45 minutes plus, because you really had to get going, but there way always more to say. By everyone involved. LOL
My brother walked back and forth to check a convalesant hospital out for my mom to go to for extra help until we could take her back home. He told them what he expected from them and they promised him that the request would be met. He checked out room and picked one out where she had a little patio and could be outside when she wanted. They promised 23 hr phone availability and that's one of the issues we had the most problem with. You couldn't get through at hardly any time. EVER. She hadn't even been there a week and every day there was a new issue. Then tuesday I had a message on my phone from her. She said she didn't know if anyone had told me she was there. ???? I talked to her after that and reminded her that we had talked every day since she had let me know she was there, which was a few hours after they had moved her there. Wednesday she called at 11.05 am and and wanted to make sure I knew she was there. Had to remind her again about all of our conversatons. She started to talk about things from when she first had me and was trying to give me names and information and I couldn't keep up with her. I finally told her I was ether going to visit her and my tought was to write down everything when I visited. Then she montioned 2 doctors names at the facility she was at. She said they were "jerks". She told me she wasn't comfortable there and so because I didn't know if I was going to be able to make that drive I didn't mention I was going to visit the next day. I also wanted to talk to my sister and let her know about the conversation. It was a few minutes after noon and she mentioned that she need someone to clean her up. She also said she wanted to have them set her on the patio to have lunch. I told her I would call later or in the morning. Since their phone system was so rediculous I tried twice that evening but never got to talk to her.
I got a call from my sister at just before 4am. She was hysterical. I finally got the information that my mom had gone into cardic arrest and we all needed to get to the hospital. She had no transportation and was feeling just helpless. One of my daughters was right accross the Bay and picked her up on the way. I'm the other direction and so I picked up my niece and we all got there pretty close together. My brothers were closer, so there were there within minutes.
My brother had gone to see my mom and they talked on the patio. He had a doctor appointment. Mom wanted to sit outside for a little while when he left and realized her oxygen wasn't hooked up. He stopped at the desk and told them he was leaving and that she was still outside and that she wasn't hooked to her machinery. They said they'd take care of it.
My mom called that sister that evening and told her they had left her on the patio for 5 HOURS! Hadn't hooked up her machines and she had missed treatments! If anyone lives in Oakland, you know it rained prettyy hard that day. FIVE HOURS! They doubled all of her treatments and meds. My sister told her she was coming down there the next morning and straighten them out and move her, so we both would have been there. We didn't make it.
Everyone who could get there picked someone up and we filled the hospital. Yesterday at 12:30 in the afternoon we lost our mom. It had taken 20-25 minuutes to get her heart started back up and who knows how long it was before THAT PLACE had even checked on her! I want to take a little trip down there, but I can't walk throught their door. Today we're getting an attorney to do our talking for us and I hope no one else ever has to lose someone they love to that place again. Not a money thing here. Justice and answering to what they have done or DIDN'T do!
You can never know what to say when someone is grieving. There I things I never say though because I know it's not what most people want to hear. Everyone grieves differently and although you think your words are comforting it doesn't help a broken heart when you lose someone who was responsible for your birth or that you gave birth to, or the person who has stepped into those positions in your life.
When you lose someone it doesn't matter if it was something sudden or long term. For all of the people left behind, we are in pain. Deep down we know the truth, we know the pain has stopped, we know they are at peace, but it's not that easy for us.
I know she's no longer in pain, but I can't talk to her or touch her. None of us can. The ones who haven't been born yet will miss so much that the rest of us have had in our lives.
I have never understood hate of a people, a religion, or way of life. I may not understand some of them or agree with some of their ways, but I can't judge them, only hope that they learn that we're the same. Thats something my mom taught me.
I can have my own issues with situations or be upset about the way people live or what they do, but I am not their judge. I think everyone answers to a higher being whatever your belief.
I'm not better than they are although I may be angry and fume or even voice my feelings, but that is what I have to do to get it off my chest sometimes and then get to the point where I can think the issue out clearly again. Five minutes after I get angry, it's over. I don't USUALLY hold on to those feelings, but we all have something that stays with us forever no matter if we try to deal with it or if we think we have gotten over something. There is always a little trigger that brings even the tiniest of that feeling back.
I've walked away from situations and people over the past few years because I just didn't have the strength or energy to deal with them. If being around them was not positive it was just time to worry about the important people and issues that I needed to deal with.
I've become a chicken person once again, because theres something calming in them. I enjoy this site so much, because I have absolutely no one (at least not now), that understands that they are my outlet.
I can think of a better place to write about my mom, but the past few months I come in here to read and just no think too much about the other things that have been going on in my life. Everyone thinks I've lost my mind and way too many really don't want to hear about my chicken obession (sp) and why I need to do this. My mom would listen to anyone about anything. She would get ask questions, encourage and laugh or cry with you. When all of us were kids, our friends could show up at the door and you'd think "oh wow, company", but then they'd ask to talk to mom. She talked to them when their own parents wouldn't or couldn't, she gave them advise and although she could get on to us pretty good, because you didn't mess with mom, she tried to lead them on a better path without shaming them or judging what they did or had done. That is as long as they weren't hurting themselves or someone else.
My mom and her brother and sisters had some very hard times in their lives. Their mother completely disappeared when my mom, whi was the 2nd oldest was 13. They never found her. When my mom was 15, they lost their father in a horrible car accident. Their family was separated and all of them had an empty place somewhere in there hearts that made them love their children and the people around them, more than I have ever known most people to love. They had some very hard times in their lives, but I think they all came through some of the aweful things they went through after being separated and for years after with a wisdom that helped them know what the important things really were.
My mom was the last of her siblings to go. They alecame very ill. The teo youngest sisters passed away after turning 50. My uncle was only 60. Another aunt at 62. My mom turned 70 in March. Every day was borrowed time, but she had held on so much longer than them. The generations before have lived to be close to 100 and our family has just been dropping like flies the past 12 years. Almost nothing that has caused a loss has had anything to do with another. No connects, just illness.
Losing my sister 3 years ago to Breast Cancer hit me hard, but it's still seems like a dream and sometimes I have to catch myself when I think i'll be so happy when she comes back. Can't figure out why it's taking so long, but it is. I've missed her so much and I can't explain to anyone what's going on in my mind about her, but I'm sure they are plenty of people who know first hand what I mean.
I want to call my mom. Just need to talk to her. We could butt heads or laugh like crazy depending on what was going on, but we both always got over it pretty fast.
We were all raised with a dry or off sense of humor and past it off to our kids and now onto theirs', so we are remembering all the fun we had as this HUGE family that had so much fun together especially with Grandma Bonnie. So we'll all be fine so I think, and since there were so many good times we have a lot to laugh about and remember.
Tuesday my mom wanted to know about my chickens. I told her I had eggs that were due to hatch on the 25th. She said she wanted one. We finally decided her place wasn't a good place for one ( at her REAL hme), but we had asked her to live with us and so had my oldest daughter. We were trying to get her close and give the others some breathing room and try to make her more comfortable. I taked to her about the houses I was going to look at and how I could build a big deck or patio for us to sit outside and watch the chickens. She loved that Idea (shock). My great grandmother raised her prize silkies and white rocks for decades. I remember as a tiny little girl wantig to help with those birds. I told my mom I was going to get a Silkie and name it Clara after Grandma. She thought that was great and asked why there was no Gandma Bonnie chicken and I told her I was waiting for the best one.
I was away for 2 days and I'm hoping I haven't lost any of my eggs. I put them in lockdown when I got home. Had some humidity issues and it was low when I got home, but I did see 3 rocking lastnight, but nothing since. I'm going to go throw myself into kids and chickens now and probably post elsewhere and hopefully within a few days that perfect chick will come along, but just in case, I may have to find myself 2 silkie hens and keep Clara and Grandma Bonnie close and available to all the grandchildren and nieces and nephews. LOL
Thanks for letting me ramble and go kiss your mom and or dad if you have them. For eveyone else, you know what I mean already.
Mom, I love you and I'll be okay, but I just need to vent a bit. Tomorrow might be a tiny bit better. You know how many people showed up when they heard and how so many of your babies were there. We know you heard us, but we would have loved to hear you just for a moment. I told them to be extra good cause now you really do know and see everything. LOL Love You !
OK........................Chicken time.
I can't believe I have to add this soooo soon!
I just got back from Oklahoma last night after attending my Dad's funeral! Geez I want this to stop!
I got a call on the 29th on my way home from my Mom's services and it was my aunt in Oklahoma. She said she was sorry to have to add to my unhappiness, but they had just admitted my dad to a hospital and they didn't expect him to make it. I was only half way home before I got this call.
I was in the middle of getting a flight taken care of to go see him, but my sister called friday night and said I probably wouldn't make it in time. Her next call was at 4:15 am! I hate that time of the day now. My dad passed away at 4:08am.
I just want to wake up and have this nightmare over with. I want to call them both and talk to them about the other. I haven't broken down about either one yet. Just have little crying spells and then I'm back in my fog.
I only found my dad 9 yrs ago. We talked every sunday along with other calls up until about 8 months ago when he just became more disoriented. I had planned to go to Oklahoma in a week or two, just to be able t spend some time with him and see if he'd remember me at least for a few minutes. I really needed to see him.
I keep erasing. I just don't know what to do. I'm tired and hurting and I just can't think.
The only good thing that came out of this trip was I got to sit down and talk to my brothers and sisters that I barely know. They're really great people. I have some very cool nieces and nephews too. And I have some new great nieces and nephews that I didn't know about. They sure are cuties.
I only got to visit my dad twice after I found him. I went to two family reunions and got to meet all the people I missed out on growing up. Funny how you can feel like you knew people even when you hadn't met before.
I have weird little habits and I now know that I got a lot of them from my dad. Things others thought were silly I can relate to. My mom has been sick for years, but when I found my dad he was healthy as a horse. He said he was rarely if ever sick. I thought he'd be around forever and that I could be here for my mom as long as I needed and then a year ago he was diagnosed with Alzheimer and he just went down hill from there.
You never know what is going to happen from one day to the next. I know I told you all to call your loved ones in this post after losing my mom, but call again and keep calling,
I feel like I'm in a fog and can't find my way out and guilty, because I just couldn't do enough and be where I needed to be enough. I'm so drained!
BTW this is a link to my mom's Legacy page. Just thought about this, so I'm going to call one of my siblings in OK and get one up for my dad. I'll add his when I get it done, probably next week.
http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/insidebayarea/obituary.aspx?page=lifestory&pid=142308637
Thanks for all the well wishes. I did finally read them. I have someplace to go this weekend. Stanford University Mother's Day Pow Wow. My mom wanted to go this year. We usually camp there from friday to sunday, but probably leaving early in the morning instead this year. Don't think can handle the 3 day thing right now, but I need to do this.
Oh and some prayers for ALL of my brothers and sisters and my Grandma would be nice too.
Kim
Not looking for sympathy or condolences. I am going to post and the go on to other things to keep my mind from driving me crazy.
How ever you deal with things like this, prayer, or whatever I would lke you to say some prayers for my sister, brothers and all the grand and great grandchildren. They aren't taking this well at all. Everyone loved Grandma Bonnie>
My mom "Bonnie" passed away at 12:30pm yesterday and I just need to put this somewhere. I may not make much since, so sorry about that. You don't have to reply. I probably will not come in to read this anytime soon. Just need to do it, so I can try to put my mind back into things I need to take care of now.
My mom was very ill, but she was not going to go out without a fight. She had to be helped to do so much, but there was always hope she would somehow get better and she's be around for a lot more years.
She wasn't feeling well last week and was taken by ambulance to the hospital. This has been something that is more the norm than anyone could imagine. She had been injured a few weeks before and hadn't completely healed, so when she tried to help them move her in the ER she somehow fell from the bed and fractured 6 (was just healing from 3) of her vertabrat(sp). She had been sent to rehab hospitals before because of different issues to work with phyical therapists and others and then she's go home. Then there would always be another trip to the hospital, but she always came home.
The hospital supplied a list of places and my brother checked them out. He is disabled having lost his eye and has some other permenant damage from an injury and yes you can loss and eye with a rubberband! He's dealing with legal and medical issues and spent the last few months taking care of my mom. My baby brother was there also and between the two of them they looked after my mom and her boyfriend who has also been ill for years and years. My surviving sister and I help as we could, but have both been dealing with kids and some issues that we couldn't let go, but even if we weren't there, we would call and talk. My mom could make 2 house phone batteries completely die in one conversation. LOL..........Leaving her housr after hours long visits meant you sat in the driveway and talked with the motor running for 45 minutes plus, because you really had to get going, but there way always more to say. By everyone involved. LOL
My brother walked back and forth to check a convalesant hospital out for my mom to go to for extra help until we could take her back home. He told them what he expected from them and they promised him that the request would be met. He checked out room and picked one out where she had a little patio and could be outside when she wanted. They promised 23 hr phone availability and that's one of the issues we had the most problem with. You couldn't get through at hardly any time. EVER. She hadn't even been there a week and every day there was a new issue. Then tuesday I had a message on my phone from her. She said she didn't know if anyone had told me she was there. ???? I talked to her after that and reminded her that we had talked every day since she had let me know she was there, which was a few hours after they had moved her there. Wednesday she called at 11.05 am and and wanted to make sure I knew she was there. Had to remind her again about all of our conversatons. She started to talk about things from when she first had me and was trying to give me names and information and I couldn't keep up with her. I finally told her I was ether going to visit her and my tought was to write down everything when I visited. Then she montioned 2 doctors names at the facility she was at. She said they were "jerks". She told me she wasn't comfortable there and so because I didn't know if I was going to be able to make that drive I didn't mention I was going to visit the next day. I also wanted to talk to my sister and let her know about the conversation. It was a few minutes after noon and she mentioned that she need someone to clean her up. She also said she wanted to have them set her on the patio to have lunch. I told her I would call later or in the morning. Since their phone system was so rediculous I tried twice that evening but never got to talk to her.
I got a call from my sister at just before 4am. She was hysterical. I finally got the information that my mom had gone into cardic arrest and we all needed to get to the hospital. She had no transportation and was feeling just helpless. One of my daughters was right accross the Bay and picked her up on the way. I'm the other direction and so I picked up my niece and we all got there pretty close together. My brothers were closer, so there were there within minutes.
My brother had gone to see my mom and they talked on the patio. He had a doctor appointment. Mom wanted to sit outside for a little while when he left and realized her oxygen wasn't hooked up. He stopped at the desk and told them he was leaving and that she was still outside and that she wasn't hooked to her machinery. They said they'd take care of it.
My mom called that sister that evening and told her they had left her on the patio for 5 HOURS! Hadn't hooked up her machines and she had missed treatments! If anyone lives in Oakland, you know it rained prettyy hard that day. FIVE HOURS! They doubled all of her treatments and meds. My sister told her she was coming down there the next morning and straighten them out and move her, so we both would have been there. We didn't make it.
Everyone who could get there picked someone up and we filled the hospital. Yesterday at 12:30 in the afternoon we lost our mom. It had taken 20-25 minuutes to get her heart started back up and who knows how long it was before THAT PLACE had even checked on her! I want to take a little trip down there, but I can't walk throught their door. Today we're getting an attorney to do our talking for us and I hope no one else ever has to lose someone they love to that place again. Not a money thing here. Justice and answering to what they have done or DIDN'T do!
You can never know what to say when someone is grieving. There I things I never say though because I know it's not what most people want to hear. Everyone grieves differently and although you think your words are comforting it doesn't help a broken heart when you lose someone who was responsible for your birth or that you gave birth to, or the person who has stepped into those positions in your life.
When you lose someone it doesn't matter if it was something sudden or long term. For all of the people left behind, we are in pain. Deep down we know the truth, we know the pain has stopped, we know they are at peace, but it's not that easy for us.
I know she's no longer in pain, but I can't talk to her or touch her. None of us can. The ones who haven't been born yet will miss so much that the rest of us have had in our lives.
I have never understood hate of a people, a religion, or way of life. I may not understand some of them or agree with some of their ways, but I can't judge them, only hope that they learn that we're the same. Thats something my mom taught me.
I can have my own issues with situations or be upset about the way people live or what they do, but I am not their judge. I think everyone answers to a higher being whatever your belief.
I'm not better than they are although I may be angry and fume or even voice my feelings, but that is what I have to do to get it off my chest sometimes and then get to the point where I can think the issue out clearly again. Five minutes after I get angry, it's over. I don't USUALLY hold on to those feelings, but we all have something that stays with us forever no matter if we try to deal with it or if we think we have gotten over something. There is always a little trigger that brings even the tiniest of that feeling back.
I've walked away from situations and people over the past few years because I just didn't have the strength or energy to deal with them. If being around them was not positive it was just time to worry about the important people and issues that I needed to deal with.
I've become a chicken person once again, because theres something calming in them. I enjoy this site so much, because I have absolutely no one (at least not now), that understands that they are my outlet.
I can think of a better place to write about my mom, but the past few months I come in here to read and just no think too much about the other things that have been going on in my life. Everyone thinks I've lost my mind and way too many really don't want to hear about my chicken obession (sp) and why I need to do this. My mom would listen to anyone about anything. She would get ask questions, encourage and laugh or cry with you. When all of us were kids, our friends could show up at the door and you'd think "oh wow, company", but then they'd ask to talk to mom. She talked to them when their own parents wouldn't or couldn't, she gave them advise and although she could get on to us pretty good, because you didn't mess with mom, she tried to lead them on a better path without shaming them or judging what they did or had done. That is as long as they weren't hurting themselves or someone else.
My mom and her brother and sisters had some very hard times in their lives. Their mother completely disappeared when my mom, whi was the 2nd oldest was 13. They never found her. When my mom was 15, they lost their father in a horrible car accident. Their family was separated and all of them had an empty place somewhere in there hearts that made them love their children and the people around them, more than I have ever known most people to love. They had some very hard times in their lives, but I think they all came through some of the aweful things they went through after being separated and for years after with a wisdom that helped them know what the important things really were.
My mom was the last of her siblings to go. They alecame very ill. The teo youngest sisters passed away after turning 50. My uncle was only 60. Another aunt at 62. My mom turned 70 in March. Every day was borrowed time, but she had held on so much longer than them. The generations before have lived to be close to 100 and our family has just been dropping like flies the past 12 years. Almost nothing that has caused a loss has had anything to do with another. No connects, just illness.
Losing my sister 3 years ago to Breast Cancer hit me hard, but it's still seems like a dream and sometimes I have to catch myself when I think i'll be so happy when she comes back. Can't figure out why it's taking so long, but it is. I've missed her so much and I can't explain to anyone what's going on in my mind about her, but I'm sure they are plenty of people who know first hand what I mean.
I want to call my mom. Just need to talk to her. We could butt heads or laugh like crazy depending on what was going on, but we both always got over it pretty fast.
We were all raised with a dry or off sense of humor and past it off to our kids and now onto theirs', so we are remembering all the fun we had as this HUGE family that had so much fun together especially with Grandma Bonnie. So we'll all be fine so I think, and since there were so many good times we have a lot to laugh about and remember.
Tuesday my mom wanted to know about my chickens. I told her I had eggs that were due to hatch on the 25th. She said she wanted one. We finally decided her place wasn't a good place for one ( at her REAL hme), but we had asked her to live with us and so had my oldest daughter. We were trying to get her close and give the others some breathing room and try to make her more comfortable. I taked to her about the houses I was going to look at and how I could build a big deck or patio for us to sit outside and watch the chickens. She loved that Idea (shock). My great grandmother raised her prize silkies and white rocks for decades. I remember as a tiny little girl wantig to help with those birds. I told my mom I was going to get a Silkie and name it Clara after Grandma. She thought that was great and asked why there was no Gandma Bonnie chicken and I told her I was waiting for the best one.
I was away for 2 days and I'm hoping I haven't lost any of my eggs. I put them in lockdown when I got home. Had some humidity issues and it was low when I got home, but I did see 3 rocking lastnight, but nothing since. I'm going to go throw myself into kids and chickens now and probably post elsewhere and hopefully within a few days that perfect chick will come along, but just in case, I may have to find myself 2 silkie hens and keep Clara and Grandma Bonnie close and available to all the grandchildren and nieces and nephews. LOL
Thanks for letting me ramble and go kiss your mom and or dad if you have them. For eveyone else, you know what I mean already.
Mom, I love you and I'll be okay, but I just need to vent a bit. Tomorrow might be a tiny bit better. You know how many people showed up when they heard and how so many of your babies were there. We know you heard us, but we would have loved to hear you just for a moment. I told them to be extra good cause now you really do know and see everything. LOL Love You !
OK........................Chicken time.
I can't believe I have to add this soooo soon!
I just got back from Oklahoma last night after attending my Dad's funeral! Geez I want this to stop!
I got a call on the 29th on my way home from my Mom's services and it was my aunt in Oklahoma. She said she was sorry to have to add to my unhappiness, but they had just admitted my dad to a hospital and they didn't expect him to make it. I was only half way home before I got this call.
I was in the middle of getting a flight taken care of to go see him, but my sister called friday night and said I probably wouldn't make it in time. Her next call was at 4:15 am! I hate that time of the day now. My dad passed away at 4:08am.
I just want to wake up and have this nightmare over with. I want to call them both and talk to them about the other. I haven't broken down about either one yet. Just have little crying spells and then I'm back in my fog.
I only found my dad 9 yrs ago. We talked every sunday along with other calls up until about 8 months ago when he just became more disoriented. I had planned to go to Oklahoma in a week or two, just to be able t spend some time with him and see if he'd remember me at least for a few minutes. I really needed to see him.
I keep erasing. I just don't know what to do. I'm tired and hurting and I just can't think.
The only good thing that came out of this trip was I got to sit down and talk to my brothers and sisters that I barely know. They're really great people. I have some very cool nieces and nephews too. And I have some new great nieces and nephews that I didn't know about. They sure are cuties.
I only got to visit my dad twice after I found him. I went to two family reunions and got to meet all the people I missed out on growing up. Funny how you can feel like you knew people even when you hadn't met before.
I have weird little habits and I now know that I got a lot of them from my dad. Things others thought were silly I can relate to. My mom has been sick for years, but when I found my dad he was healthy as a horse. He said he was rarely if ever sick. I thought he'd be around forever and that I could be here for my mom as long as I needed and then a year ago he was diagnosed with Alzheimer and he just went down hill from there.
You never know what is going to happen from one day to the next. I know I told you all to call your loved ones in this post after losing my mom, but call again and keep calling,
I feel like I'm in a fog and can't find my way out and guilty, because I just couldn't do enough and be where I needed to be enough. I'm so drained!
BTW this is a link to my mom's Legacy page. Just thought about this, so I'm going to call one of my siblings in OK and get one up for my dad. I'll add his when I get it done, probably next week.
http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/insidebayarea/obituary.aspx?page=lifestory&pid=142308637
Thanks for all the well wishes. I did finally read them. I have someplace to go this weekend. Stanford University Mother's Day Pow Wow. My mom wanted to go this year. We usually camp there from friday to sunday, but probably leaving early in the morning instead this year. Don't think can handle the 3 day thing right now, but I need to do this.
Oh and some prayers for ALL of my brothers and sisters and my Grandma would be nice too.
Kim
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