i am saddened to say that my beautiful grandma bev, (my dad’s mom) passed away on monday. while she has been sick for a long time now, forcing me to realize that her passing would occur upon my travels in oz, it doesn’t make it any easier not being able to be with family. as i’ve tried to say before, i really have the most amazing family in the world that i truly wish more than anything i could be there for right now at this hard time, its comforting to know that she is now in a a painless and much better place, reunited with my grandfather and so many people that she had been missing for a long time.
when i woke up on tuesday morning, my mom informed me that my cat, bruce, had passed away through the night. i was overwhelmed by sadness and still trying to come to terms with my grandma’s death…it didn’t take too long for me to realize that a man by the name of ayush had hacked into my bank account, spending close to a thousand dollars on treasures such as abercrombie and fitch, ‘facebook virtual goods’ and many online- illegal sites that were nice enough to cancel the pending transactions for me; i was starting to feel bad for myself and caught myself saying to my dad, ‘it’s just really bad timing’ which brought me to a sudden realization and more so a quote that is hanging in my cabin, where my family are all together, mourning the loss of my grandma:
“when things go wrong, don’t go with them”
these words have never felt more true. while i cannot gather the money to fly home to attend my grandma’s service, cuddle and play with bruce one more time or take the g-pen that ayush bought on my debit card…i can wake up, smile and remember that i am on a once in a lifetime opportunity trip to australia. i am so lucky to be here, which is so important for me to remember when bad things happen.
when i was visiting florence, italy on my spring break abroad, a gypsy cut open my purse and took my wallet- including a lump sum of cash i had just taken out. i remember the seconds after it happened, walking quickly, glaring at the ground and asking myself, ‘why on easter morning would someone do this?’ before looking up to realize that i was in florence, italy…i was safe, i had my passport and although it was raining, i was days away from the next italian adventure, and more so importantly…hours away from the next italian pasta meal.
i guess i’m just trying to reiterate the importance of a head held higher than the mud on the ground in which we can’t control. bad things will happen, sometimes worse times than others, but never at a ‘good time’. i’m alive and i’m happy…which is more than i can say about ayush, who is bathing in the dirt of stolen money and facebook virtual goods.