Well, as I know most of you have heard by now, I decided not to go to Brazil. I think it really just ended up that I didn’t want to go, and there were so many things that I was uncomfortable with about it that it just didn’t seem worth it. I really did like the idea that I would have a plan for my future, but I didn’t think that that was a good enough reason to commit. Besides, as we all know, I’m terrified of commitment. I’m still gonna look at Afghanistan though, particularly since that’s a salaried position, not one that I have to raise support for (yes, that is the main reason I hated the thought of the school in Brazil!).
Anyways, on another serious note, my Grandmother died yesterday. It is really weird to think that I never really knew her very well. She was just always there. It was a comfortable feeling to know that she was there and she would always be smiling. I really can’t remember ever seeing her really upset or angry with anything. Anyways. She’s been sick and just going downhill forever, so it was really just her time. Neither her body nor her mind was working anymore, and now she’s with Grandaddy.
