Dear G, so it feels like a lifetime since I saw you last in February. It's been such a whirlwind with my new job and the twists and turns that has taken. And we had such a big scare with my mom. We found out a few weeks ago that she has a blood clot on her lung, and then a week later she was back in the hospital with her pulse at 47. She almost passed out and had to be given something to bring her heart rate back up. That morning my dad called me around 7 to ask me to go to their house and turn off the stove, because in his rush to get my mom to the hospital he had left a pot on the stove with the burner on. I arrived to the whole first floor filled with smoke, took the burnt pot outside, and then rushed to the hospital and stayed there until my mom got discharged. Only you, G, would understand what all this means to me and how hard it's been. I wish I could talk to you about all of this. I miss you so much. And now my brother-in-law has a 9 cm mass on his adrenal gland, another on his lung and another on a lymph node. The "C" word has been brought up, but we are still waiting for test results. But cancer or no, he has to go to Vancouver to have the mass on his adrenal gland removed, which is a risky surgery. I started crying at work one day and couldn't stop. And now I am stuck working with the school age children until my ECE Assistant certificate comes in the mail, and it's taking forever for it to be processed. I just miss you so much G, and I wish you could hug me and hold me in your arms.