I write to you from a nice little place called the Chocolate Chicken in Egg Harbor, Door County. This town has 250 people in it. I am drinking an Italian soda and I am sore all over from all of the physical activity (kayaking, skiing, triathlons and sun bathing among them)
This week has been completely and 100% awesome. I don't have any complaints. I can't tell you how much I love my family. This has always been my favorite week in summer, and I can't see that changing anytime soon. These people know me best of all, and they know what's best for me. They always have my back, always. It's like having an Irish Mafia.
Last night we took our pick of things that belonged to DP. It's so easy to deny the truth and go with everything logical in my head- that she's alive and well and has way too much energy, vivacity and life in her to possibly die. And going through her things and picking something to keep was a real slap in the face. But it's something we all share and carry together, which makes it easier.
I chose a really great necklace that everyone says suits me. I hope so. I want to honor her in every way I can. It took me a long time to even follow what she told me on her death bed, but now that I can, it makes the healing process easier.
So for the rest of the week, we've got a drive in movie theatre trip planned, some more lounging (I am ridiculously tan), hopefully some shopping and more chatting with my family. Grandpa wants to teach me Euchre as well...
In other news, I got a new roommate (my other one switched out, but I think that's for the better) and I got a job on campus for the first semester of college labeling and filing audio cds for the college's music ensembles.
I'll be home for a few days, when I'll probably write more, then I'm off to Canada, after which I will definitely write more.
This summer is turning out to be totally awesome.
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