This evening, we got the sad news that my great-grandmother is sick and she had to go to the hospital. She has always been very healthy and active and she helps a lot of her "elderly" friends and neighbors (some of whom are younger than her!!!). I think she might be stricken with sympathy pains because of my chicken pox. I hope she knows that I am almost on the mend so she can get better too. I have to recover from my grouchiness that set in when the virus started coursing through my veins like poison.
I was going to save this photo of me and her for when I ever catch up on my vacation stories. It is from the day I left Port Angeles. We had just gone to the beach (and we had a fun time) and then we dropped her off at the fair so she could have more fun. I hate goodbyes. So I cried.
My great-grandmother is coming to visit me for Thanksgiving. lucky me.
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