Me - "Hey Erik, you can tell me if I look bad and I won't take it personally."
20 minutes later.
Erik - "Hey Ashley, you should learn 4 different hairstyles to rotate through."
Me - "Am I not pretty enough for you?"
Erik - "Well, you are beautiful, but you could learn some easy hairstyles to enhance your beauty."
Me - "What, you don't like my hair?"
Erik - "Well, you look like a Sasquatch."
Me - "A Sasquatch??"
Erik - "Maybe a Wookie."
If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Deflated.
That's how I feel. Deflated.
Erik has been fishing in Alaska for the past 3 weeks and comes home on Sunday. Hallelujah! I can't wait to just BE with him - even if he hasn't showered since he left home. This week has been exhausting and I just want my best friend.
On Saturday as I was about to leave my sister's house to attend Reuban and Amy's wedding I decided to quickly check my email. Erik's sister had just sent me an email informing me that Erik's grandfather was not doing well and that they were taking him home to pass away surrounded by people who love him. I decided to skip the reception and to instead go down to Stanwood to be with the family - my soon-to-be in-laws. Grandpa passed away on Sunday afternoon in his home surrounded by his family. It was an interesting experience to be there - especially because Erik was in Alaska. His family functions much differently than mine does so it was interesting to support them in their grieving. There were many moments where I sat there thinking "What AM I doing here?" or "Uh... what should I do now?" I feel blessed to have been there and to have witnessed and participate in the family supporting each other.
On Monday I was planning on going to visit Grandma and the aunt's again but my mother called to inform me that my aunt and uncle got in a car accident up by Burn's Lake on their way home. Thus started another ordeal.
To make a long story short, three cousins were airlifted from Smithers to Children's Hospital in Vancouver. The two oldest boys underwent reconstructive surgery on their faces yesterday (broken eye socket, broken cheek bones, broken jaw, etc. etc.) and the youngest boy has been sedated in ICU. They were worried about brain damage and spinal cord damage, but today we got news that he is in the clear as far as that goes. He did tear at least one ligament supporting the vertebrae in his neck. They need to ween him out of sedation to assess the full extent of his injuries. My other little cousin is in Terrace with another Aunt as she had minimal injuries.
So my days have been full of work and then driving out to Children's to hang out with my cousins. I have had a wonderful time hanging out with them. They are such troopers. The most difficult part was wheeling the two older boys down to see their brother in ICU for the first time. They were both in rough shape, but they wanted to see him. It broke my heart pushing them up to the bed and seeing them both well up with emotion. They were both hesitant, but they touched Jonas and held his hands and feet and talked to him. I can't even begin to describe what that experience felt like. I was in awe. The only word that comes to my mind is reverence. That is the word that I would use to describe those precious moments. Does that even make sense?
Throughout it all, I have felt a pang of loneliness. I have so many people around me, but I deeply miss Erik. I want to share this time with him. I want the comfort he offers, the knowing. I miss him.
Erik has been fishing in Alaska for the past 3 weeks and comes home on Sunday. Hallelujah! I can't wait to just BE with him - even if he hasn't showered since he left home. This week has been exhausting and I just want my best friend.
On Saturday as I was about to leave my sister's house to attend Reuban and Amy's wedding I decided to quickly check my email. Erik's sister had just sent me an email informing me that Erik's grandfather was not doing well and that they were taking him home to pass away surrounded by people who love him. I decided to skip the reception and to instead go down to Stanwood to be with the family - my soon-to-be in-laws. Grandpa passed away on Sunday afternoon in his home surrounded by his family. It was an interesting experience to be there - especially because Erik was in Alaska. His family functions much differently than mine does so it was interesting to support them in their grieving. There were many moments where I sat there thinking "What AM I doing here?" or "Uh... what should I do now?" I feel blessed to have been there and to have witnessed and participate in the family supporting each other.
On Monday I was planning on going to visit Grandma and the aunt's again but my mother called to inform me that my aunt and uncle got in a car accident up by Burn's Lake on their way home. Thus started another ordeal.
To make a long story short, three cousins were airlifted from Smithers to Children's Hospital in Vancouver. The two oldest boys underwent reconstructive surgery on their faces yesterday (broken eye socket, broken cheek bones, broken jaw, etc. etc.) and the youngest boy has been sedated in ICU. They were worried about brain damage and spinal cord damage, but today we got news that he is in the clear as far as that goes. He did tear at least one ligament supporting the vertebrae in his neck. They need to ween him out of sedation to assess the full extent of his injuries. My other little cousin is in Terrace with another Aunt as she had minimal injuries.
So my days have been full of work and then driving out to Children's to hang out with my cousins. I have had a wonderful time hanging out with them. They are such troopers. The most difficult part was wheeling the two older boys down to see their brother in ICU for the first time. They were both in rough shape, but they wanted to see him. It broke my heart pushing them up to the bed and seeing them both well up with emotion. They were both hesitant, but they touched Jonas and held his hands and feet and talked to him. I can't even begin to describe what that experience felt like. I was in awe. The only word that comes to my mind is reverence. That is the word that I would use to describe those precious moments. Does that even make sense?
Throughout it all, I have felt a pang of loneliness. I have so many people around me, but I deeply miss Erik. I want to share this time with him. I want the comfort he offers, the knowing. I miss him.
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