When it rains, it pours.

When it rains, it pours. I mean that both literally and metaphorically.
Today in Clemson, it was raining and snowing all day long; unfortunately none of the snow stuck and classes never got cancelled, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. Maybe another day? I tell you, there was mud everywhere, and boy was it cold outside! I really hate it though, because you dress all warm for the weather, yet when you step inside of any class they've cranked the heat up so a 90 year old woman would be comfy. I on the other hand, dressed in warm clothing like an intelligent human being was about to die of heat exhaustion in every class. I'd say I'd love for them to fix this issue, but I've been pushing for it since as long as I can remember...and they never have.

Metaphorically speaking of rain, when one thing bad happens, it seems like there's a downstream cascade of other bad things that follow suit. I got a call on Monday around noon saying that my father was in the hospital for severe chest and back pain and that he felt as though they were symptoms of a heart attack. After visiting the hospital and ruling out heart attack, they sent him home with an unknown explanation of the peculiar symptoms. He has a stress test tomorrow, so hopefully we'll find out what's going on soon. Cascading in behind this issue is the ordeal with Mrs. Ernestine (Ern as we call her). She has had cancer for as long as I can remember KNOWING her but after battling it, she won the fight for a while. Needless to say last year or so the cancer returned and with full throttle revenge. Short story, I got a call this afternoon from my mom saying that Mrs. Ern was in the hospital and they had given her 2 hours to 2 days longer to live. Not only can I not see her because I'm in Clemson, but I have no idea at this point if I'll be able to attend her funeral..it all depends on the circumstances. I may be coming home after my organic exam on Tuesday; we'll have to see. Who is Mrs. Ern you may ask? Mrs. Ern is a woman I met from my church when I was in the 7th grade. When no one else was there for my family, she was. She became the closest thing I had to a grandmother and has brought so much joy to my life. She is the woman you'd see every Sunday and say, "Gosh, I'd love to be like her when I'm old." She always dressed to the tee, was the kindest woman I've ever met, and was there for you when no one else was. Although we aren't blood related, like I said, she was the closest thing I had to a grandmother and who says family has to be blood related? God brought us all together to become families in different ways shapes and forms, and it's through those different ways that makes a variety of relationships quite incredible and special. To you, Mrs. Ern, I'll always love you and you are FOREVER in my heart as one of the most amazing women who ever lived.

On the brighter side of things, and MUCH needed considering EVERYTHING that's going on currently, I'll be in Hemingway Thursday afternoon to visit Ashley and Josh, and heading to Myrtle Beach for the weekend with Ashley, Sarah, and my amazing Mama on Friday morning. It's a girl's weekend full of Broadway at the beach shopping, amazing food, beach, FAMILY, etc. I absolutely cannot wait.
Anyways, I wanted to get all of that off of my chest and will try to start posting a little more frequently!!